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He climbed out of the shower, dried off, and crept back into the bedroom to slip on some cut-off sweatpants and a white long-john shirt.
Matt mumbled something in his sleep, and he caught himself staring at the lithe strength in his torso and the dark liquid silk of his skin.
No way around it. He’d have to tell Matt the truth for the wishes of his heart to ever be a reality.
But he wouldn’t spoil tonight.
Climbing back in the bed, he kissed Matt’s forehead, breathing in the lingering smell of sex and massage oil.
Maybe tomorrow.
Sometime soon. What could waiting a few more days hurt?
Chapter
TWENTY-TWO
Matt
Matt woke up sticky, crusty, sore, and more than a little shocked to find himself stark naked next to another man. Of course, Robby hadn’t exactly needed to twist his arm to get him here. A couple of kisses and he was ready to roll over and beg for every drop of the guy’s thorough, careful attention.
He chanced a glance at his bed partner, who had changed into his pajamas and now snored lightly, curled around a pillow on his side. He couldn’t see Robby’s entire face, but his clear, pale skin damn near glowed pink at his cheeks, and his tousled hair paired with his soft, relaxed expression made him look like a freaking angel.
Thanks to the sun’s rays, seeping in through the blinds, he could see the bedroom for the first time. A small space, not much bigger than the double bed where they’d slept, with a single tall dresser made out of particle board. A framed photo graced the top, featuring a smiling Robby flanked by Brick and Kane, both grim-faced and possibly poised to kick someone’s ass.
Such an unlikely trio. But somehow, they fit. Just like he and Robby fit.
Biting back a groan, he levered himself off the bed. Thankfully, he didn’t disturb Robby’s sleep.
He trudged to the bathroom and made quick work of cleaning himself in the shower. It sucked a little he’d missed his chance to do this with Robby, but they’d have other opportunities, right? And he couldn’t begrudge the man the chance to clean off all this crap before it dried. Thank God, he kept his body mostly hair free or it would be exponentially worse.
Bathing complete, he toweled off, sparing a glance at himself in the mirror. Stubble coated his jaw, but there was no help for it. A shave would have to wait until after he finished up at the bar. As it was, he was going to have to double time it to run home and grab a clean shirt before his shift.
His red button-down may not have raised any eyebrows if it was still in its original condition. Minus buttons? A whole different story.
Creeping back into the bedroom, he swiped his discarded clothes from the floor, then tugged them on. He kneeled beside the bed and shook Robby’s shoulder gently. “Rob.”
Nothing.
He tried again. “Babe. I’ve got to go to work.”
Robby cracked one eye open. “Hmm?”
“I’ve got to—” His breath left his body in a rush as Robby yanked him down to the bed into a bear hug.
“Stay.”
If he didn’t need his second job so much, he’d stay in a second. Snuggled up to Robby, his lower half flush against the other man’s thigh, at least one part of his anatomy would have happily sold his soul for the chance. His other head still made the decisions, though. At least for now. “You could tempt a saint to sin.”
He kissed Robby’s scruffy cheek. “God knows, you tempt me, but you’ll have to settle for knowing I’ll be thinking about you all day. I’m opening the bar this morning; I can’t flake out.” Even if by some miracle, he and Patty could work out custody without the lawyers, he needed the security the money would bring.
“Fine.” Robby released him, dropping his arms dramatically to the bed. “I’ll just have to console myself with Double Points Sunday playingBattlefield.”
He reared back. “Without me?”
Robby shrugged. “I do what I have to do to keep the loneliness at bay.” Grinning, he nudged Matt away. “Now, you’d better get out of here before my baser nature takes over, and I decide to coax you to stay with the best blowjob of your life.”
As far as threats went, Robby was clearly a master. Hopping off the bed, he skittered backward to the door, then leaned against the frame. “Thank you—for last night. I never knew it could be so…”
