Ben saw that, and his eyes got fierce. We started at one another, and I wondered if I could take him down. I was like twenty all over again, stupid, wild, and dangerous. I felt the adrenaline spiraling in my chest.
“Don’t start a fight you cannot finish, boy. You are entering a very dangerous territory.”
I heard his warning, but I was far beyond listening.
I felt a hand around my neck.
“Matt, look at me.” I heard Thomas’s voice. It was calling to me and calming me down.
I turned around, and he watched me closely.
“Close your eyes.”
I did.
“Breathe, Matt.”
I obeyed.
“Open them.”
I was back, just like that… what power has this man over me? He leaned to me and kissed my lips.
“Good boy.”
I purred and smiled at him.
.
But then I looked back at Ben. His eyes were hungry, not only that. I knew that look! He had the same look as I used to! He was also burying it deep inside him, like an alcoholic avoiding the bottle. But then we put a glass of our favorite brand right in front of us.
The room went quiet.
We all knew.
What was worse, Ben and I knew. And we were fucking thirsty.