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Just as predicted, morning came and was complete chaos. I needed more time with Holt but didn’t get it. He was up before I was, his side of the bed already cold when I rolled over to reach for him, but his scent was there, and I took too much time inhaling him when I should have been in the shower.
“You’re going to make us late,” Holt scolded from the doorway.
When I rolled over to look at him, his crooked smile only made my morning wood even worse. Holt stood in a pair of blue jeans that fit him perfectly, as well as one of our white team polo shirts that stretched over his shoulders just right. I’d be a liar if it didn’t make me want to do all sorts of dirty things to him.
I reached for him. “Come back to bed, baby,” I pleaded.
“Oh no.” Holt shook his head. “You need to get up, shower, and move before you get us both in trouble.”
I pouted. “You’re no fun.”
“I’m doing you a favor.”
“Yeah, a boring one.”
Holt snorted. “Remind me again what it is I like about you?” he asked.
“My sparkling personality? Oh, and maybe my giant dick.” I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. “That’s it, isn’t it? You’re in love with my cock.” I watched the way his ears turned pink. “You’re blushing, baby.” I stood up to stalk toward him.
“Watson.” Holt held out a hand. “Mom and Dad are still here. Remember that.” He started moving backward, stumbled over something on my messy floor, and nearly went down just as I hooked an arm around his waist to catch him. “Hi,” he murmured as he looked up at me.
I grinned. “Hi yourself.” I brushed my mouth over his. “Next time you wake me, so we can shower together, okay?” I murmured.
“O...okay,” he agreed before reaching up to lightly touch my nose. “It doesn’t look as bad as I thought.” His eyes searched my face.
The sound of footsteps had us breaking apart, and I rushed into the bathroom across from my room, leaving Holt behind even though what I really wanted was to drag him into the stall with me. My cock begged me for release as I rushed through my shower, though I had no time for that. When I walked back into my room, he was gone, and I was more than disappointed. I hastily packed my bag and changed into a shirt that matched Holt’s because we both had to stop by the shop before we left for Nashville.
Downstairs, I found him in the kitchen with our parents. He was sitting at the breakfast bar, a cheese Danish in one hand and his phone in the other. He looked up, met my eyes, and I watched as a smile broke out over his face. It had my heart rattling so hard in my chest, I was sure everyone could hear it. I couldn’t help but notice the way his neck and ears turned pink before he ducked his head.
“Good morning, sweetie.” Mom kissed my cheek. “How... What happened to your nose?” Her eyes narrowed. “Honestly, you two have got to stop horsing around so much. You’re not kids anymore.” She shook her head.
Dad sipped quietly on his coffee. “What’s your boyfriend going to think?” he asked. “Coming back with all those bruises on your face? Assuming you’re going to see him this weekend?” Clearly fishing for information I wasn’t going to give.
“Uh, I am.” I grabbed the half-eaten Danish out of Holt’s hand.
“Hey!” he exclaimed.
“Oh, were you eating that?” I teased, before shoving it all inside my mouth at once. “Sworry.” I grinned through a mouth full of food.
Holt started laughing and shook his head, which only made me feel even weirder. Is this what love was? Because I didn’t ever want this feeling to end. I caught the look his dad was giving us, the way my mom was watching like she couldn’t be prouder that we got along so well, and I honestly had never felt happier in my entire life. Not after winning a race or the championship. I looked over at Dad again to find his eyes narrowed and a very pissed off look on his face. Oh shit.
“We should get moving.” I suggested once I swallowed my stolen breakfast, along with some sip of orange juice. “Miles is probably pacing the floor already.” I didn’t mention he had already texted me and asked where we were. I hugged Mom and Dad quickly before Holt moved in to do the same, while we both promised to call them when we landed.
Once we were in my car, I pressed my lips to Holt’s cheek before I pressed the ignition to start the vehicle. “It’s going to be hard to keep my hands off of you,” I warned, and reached for his hand.
What I wanted to tell him was that I thought his father suspected something. The way he was watching us, the way he was fishing for information this morning. Yeah, he knew. But I didn’t want to worry Holt.
“We have RV time,” Holt reminded me. “No one can see us when we’re inside there. Which means we can walk around naked; I can blow you in the living room—”
“Jesus, baby, you can’t say shit like that while I’m driving.” My cock knocked against my zipper. “I’m driving and will not have any time for relief until who the hell knows when.”
Holt chuckled. “I promise you plenty of blowies this weekend, Watson. Don’t you worry,” he murmured.
Yeah, I think I liked being with Holt. A whole fucking lot.
