This was inspired by the song Brag by The Home Team
Youโd been his secret for months. Not because he didnโt want to tell anyone, but because Luke Hughes wasโฆ complicated. High-profile, always busy, always aware of who was watching. And somehow, you fit into his life perfectly, quietly, like youโd always belonged thereโbut only when no one else was looking.
Tonight, though, felt different.
He showed up at your door just as the city lights began to flicker on, the streets glowing with a soft, golden hum. His hair was tousled, sleeves rolled up, eyes dark and intense. There was a look in them that made your stomach twistโa mixture of nerves, determination, and something unspoken.
โHey,โ he said, voice low. โCan I come in?โ
โOf course,โ you murmured, stepping aside. Your heart was thudding so loud you were sure he could hear it.
He closed the door behind him, lingering near the threshold. Hands in his pockets, jaw tight, he justโฆ looked at you. And in that look, you could feel the weight of every moment he had kept you hidden, every touch and whisper youโd shared in private, every night spent curled together while the world outside remained oblivious.
โIโฆ I donโt want to keep doing this,โ he said finally. His voice was steady, but soft, almost vulnerable. โKeeping you a secret.โ
Your chest tightened. โLukeโฆโ
โNo,โ he interrupted gently, stepping closer, closing the distance between you. โI mean it. Iโve been trying to be careful, trying to protect usโbut itโs driving me crazy. I donโt want anyone elseโs opinions or judgments to stop me fromโฆ from showing everyone how much you mean to me.โ
Your fingers reached up instinctively, brushing against his hand. โIโve been waiting for you to say that,โ you whispered.
He exhaled, a small laugh breaking through the tension, shaking his head. โI was hoping youโd never get tired of waiting.โ His thumb brushed over your knuckles, warm and grounding. โIโve been wanting thisโwantingย youโmore than I thought was possible, but I kept thinking I needed to wait for the right time. The right moment. But thereโs no right moment. Thereโs only now.โ
You shivered, your chest tightening as his words wrapped around you. โThenโฆ now it is,โ you said softly, leaning into him.
Lukeโs lips curved into a slow smile, dark and tender, before he pressed his forehead to yours. โYeah,โ he murmured. โNow.โ
And then he kissed you.
Not a quick, testing kiss. Not a secretive one. But slow, deliberate, full of all the feelings heโd been holding back: longing, admiration, guilt, and desire. His hands slid around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You could feel the intensity in his touch, the careful way he wanted you close but still respected your space, like every motion was a promise.
When he finally pulled back, just enough for a breath, his eyes were soft but smoldering. โIโve been selfish,โ he admitted, voice rough. โKeeping you to myself. Hiding you. Making you feel like thisโฆ like it had to stay in the shadows. And Iโm sorry. But I canโt anymore. I donโt want to anymore.โ
You reached up, fingertips brushing the edge of his jaw. โYou donโt have to apologize,โ you whispered. โI understand why you did it. Butโฆ I donโt want to be hidden anymore either.โ
His grin was slow, teasing, and utterly devastating. โGood,โ he said, stepping closer until the space between you disappeared. โBecause from now onโฆ no secrets. No shadows. Only us.โ
Your hands found his shoulders, gripping lightly as your bodies aligned. โThenโฆ donโt hold back,โ you whispered.
Luke leaned in again, lips tracing yours with soft insistence, slow and languid, a teasing, intimate exploration that left your knees weak. He pulled you close, fingers threading through your hair, holding you like he meant it. And in that quiet apartment, with the city buzzing faintly outside the window, it was just the two of youโno walls, no secrets, no distance.
When he finally broke the kiss, he rested his forehead against yours, breath mingling with yours. โI want everyone to see you,โ he murmured. โI want the world to know youโre mine, because you are. And Iโฆ I donโt care who knows it. I want to hold your hand in the street, kiss you in public, make no apologies for how I feel. I want it all.โ
Your lips curved into a soft, tired smile, heart racing. โThenโฆ letโs start now,โ you said. โNo more hiding.โ
He chuckled, brushing a thumb across your cheek. โNo more hiding,โ he agreed, lips finding yours again in a tender, lingering kiss. โOnly us. And I plan on making every second count.โ
You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. The city outside continued its quiet hum, but inside, the world had shrunk to the two of you. You were no longer a secret. He was no longer holding back. And in that simple, perfect moment, everything feltโฆ right.
Luke pressed a kiss to the top of your head. โYouโre mine,โ he murmured, almost like a vow. โAnd Iโm done hiding it.โ
โAnd Iโm yours,โ you whispered back, smiling, knowing that this was only the beginning.
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I stepped near the window and looked at how it snowed more heavily outside. I felt it when he came near me.
โItโs so beautiful,โ I said looking at the snow outside.
He put his hands on my waist from behind and whispered in my ear, โYou are beautiful.โ
I felt his lips on my neck...
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But my would-be knight would have to do. I needed an escape route from my brotherโฆhis biggest rival.
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Easton Blake is the perfect reminder of why I avoid hockey players.
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Cocky.
Frustratingly sexy.
Accustomed to every girl in his orbit falling for his charm.
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With his sultry smile that tells me he knows all the ways to make girls come undone with his touch, Iโm almost the next score on his stats. Except I have no time for distractions when Iโm focused on graduating early. Gaining Eastonโs attention wasnโt part of my plans. Of course, from the moment he catches me shaking my ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ต๐ด on the bar, he decides Iโm his next goal.
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Instead of sticking to my own rules, I do something I shouldnโt: ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ.
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Eastonโs never met a challenge he wouldnโt accept. He makes it clear he wonโt be iced out without convincing me to give him a chance.
