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“As am I.” He tried to smile but it didn’t hold. “I’m grateful to have found a place here. To have met you.”
“Remember what I said,” Albie added with a squeeze of Percy’s shoulder. “No pressure for anything other than the job you’re hired to do. If you’d rather keep a professional distance, I would understand.”
Percy gave him an irritated, hard stare. “Are you doubting me already? We had this conversation not one hour ago.”
Albie smiled at his attempt to be stern. “You might change your mind at some point, and that’s fine.”
Percy narrowed his eyes at him. “Then perhaps I should kiss you again so you understand. Though if you keep doubting me and making me say these things out loud, perhaps I should say no until you learn.”
Albie laughed. “Okay, teacher. Deny me and we shall see who breaks first.”
Percy groaned. “I can be stubborn.”
“I don’t doubt that.”
“I promise you’ll break first.”
Albie took Percy’s shoulder and pushed him against the desk, pressing hard up against him, their bodies flush. Percy gasped, his eyes wide, mouth open, his hands quickly fisting Albie’s shirt, looking up at him, melting into him, ready to be kissed. Licking his lips...
Just begging to be kissed.
Albie smiled victoriously. “That’s a wager I’m prepared to take.”
Like Percy knew he’d already lost, he shoved Albie away. “You’re the devil.”
Albie laughed and put his hands up in surrender. “I’m sorry. That wasn’t fair.”
Percy pointed to the rest of the clothes. “Keep working, or I’ll go find something that needs doing in the barn. Like making myself somewhere to sleep tonight.”
Albie chuckled, but he did what he was told, going back to sorting and folding the few remaining clothes.
Until Percy grabbed him by the shoulder, spun him around, and pushed him to sit on the bed. He took a rough grasp on Albie’s chin between his thumb and forefinger and planted a hard kiss on his lips.
“How’s that for a wager?” Percy asked, shoving him with a grin. “Believe me now?”
Albie was stunned and incredibly aroused. His heart was hammering, his body singing. “Now who’s the devil?” he breathed.
Percy grinned. “I’m going to grab my few things from the bunkhouse.” And with that, he turned and walked out.
Albie’s head swam, his heart thumping painfully, and he could feel it thundering under his palm. But something ached even more, and he slid his hand down, palming his arousal through his trousers.
Percy was indeed the devil, sent to test him, he was sure of it.
He willed his body to calm down, taking in a few deep breaths. Then he remembered where he sat. In his father’s room, on his father’s bed.
It wasn’t appropriate to behave so indecently.
It’s no longer your father’s room, nor is it his bed. It’s yours, Albie. You’re free to behave however you want in your own room...
He shook his head to clear it, ridding himself of ghosts and doubts.
And he finished clearing out his father’s things.
Chapter Ten
Percy put his few belongings on the bed in Albie’s room.
Albie’s old room.
