Tommy saw where Teddy's eyes went, felt the way he licked his lips like a kick to the gut and rocketed to his feet, moving a few feet away, restless and sudden. He just needed to stop his brain because this was fucking stupid. He didn't want to fuck his brother's boyfriend, his own teammate and friend. He DIDN'T. He couldn't.

"I know!" he said, defensive, not sure if Teddy was blaming him or not.