Page 75 of Ten Hammers

The house is dark. It looks like everyone else is asleep.

With an arms-wide stretch, Theo yawns. “Early morning tomorrow, and you wore me out.” He drops a kiss on my lips and then says, though there is regret in his voice, “I’m headed to bed. Thanks for the perfect night, angel.”

He gives Leo a nod and then hops the steps to his room two at a time.

I’m snuggled up against Leo’s side as he walks me to my room. He kisses me at my door, but before he pulls away, his eyes fill with a regretful look that matches Theo’s.

“I don’t want any of this to end, Win.” He lets out a breath. “Can I hold you in my arms tonight? I promise that’s all I’ll do, if you want. I hate the thought of letting you go.”

I wonder how Theo will feel if I sleep with Leo tonight, but then Leo kisses my forehead and says, “Theo’s given us his blessing, if that’s what you’re worried about. But if it’s something else causing this brow to wrinkle, please, love, tell me.”

“I don’t have the energy to do more than cuddle,” I admit.

“I can’t wait.”

He follows me inside with a smile and we get ready for bed. For several long, lazy minutes, we kiss. When he looks tired, I roll over, and he pulls me into his chest, his arms around me.

I try drifting back to sleep, but it’s suddenly impossible. By the instant and easy breaths Leo makes, I know he’s having no problem falling to sleep.

Then the music begins from the other side of the wall. First a few notes being played on Gunnar’s keyboard, then his husky vocals.

That old Sophie B. Hawkins song, “Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover”.

“Well, someone’s not at all subtle,” Leo groans, then presses a kiss on my shoulder before reaching up to bang on the wall. “Rule three, Romeo!”

No sabotage or undermining anyone else’s chance with Win.

There’s a moment of dead silence.

“Rule four, douchenozzle!” Gunnar throws back. “I didn’t know you were in there with her.”

STFU, you filthy braggart. Keep your time with Win private.

Leo nuzzles my neck. “Yeah, right. I call intentional sabotage.”

I smile. “He’s probably telling the truth. He does this most nights.”

“Gunnar serenades you most nights?”

“Yeah,” I say, quietly. It’s a Gunnar and me thing that goes way back to high school. On the hardest days, he’d always call me after we’d both gone to bed and sing me to sleep. Never did he express any wish to be my lover back then, though.

“Well,” Leo says. “Can’t compete with that. Everyone knows I’m tone deaf.”

“You have other talents,” I tell him. Then, because I can’t not ask. “Speaking of talents, was the blow job I gave you okay?”

He chuckles into my shoulder. “No it wasn’t okay. It was phenomenal.”

“You better not be just blowing smoke up my ass, Lee.”

He groans and rocks his hips into me. “I want to do many things to this ass, Win, but blowing smoke up it… not one of them.”

My face grows hot.

“No pressure, love. I know you said you’re not ready for that.”

He scoops me against him and we try to sleep again, but I can’t relax anymore. Not when I feel Leo’s dick growing hard yet again, bumping at my entrance from behind over my thin silk panties. I try to muffle my sounds.

He clears his throat. “Can’t sleep?”

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