Page 28 of All Roads Lead to You

Once I realized it was a dream, I silently groaned in frustration and willed my boner away, shifting my body so Nick didn’t notice.

God, that was so hot, too. It wasn’t the first sex dream I’d had of him, but it’d never happened this close to him before.

My face burned as I stared out the window to hide my shame. “Where are we?”

“Sorry I woke you. Some dude swerved into my lane.”

“It’s fine.”

“I saw signs for Nashville not long ago that said we have another sixty miles to go, so we’ll be at the park soon.”

“Awesome,” I muttered, not really listening.

Fuck, this trip was going to be long if that kept happening in my dreams with him so near.

An hour later, we pulled into a convenience store and grabbed extra snacks and two one-gallon jugs of water for camp. Once loaded up, we drove as far as we could into the campgrounds before we had to hike the rest of the way. The car had to stay in the lot.

Nick and I grabbed our backpacks filled with a few clothes, camping gear, sleeping bags, and pillows. I carried the tent since I could carry more, and Nick carried a brown paper bag of food. We each took one end of the cooler and hiked our way to the campsite, which took about fifteen minutes.

The air was still and humid. Even with the shade of the dense woods, it was stifling.

As soon as we reached our secluded reserved spot, we unloaded and dropped the cooler, but before we could set up camp, Nick pulled off his shirt, exposing his lean but muscular frame, his smooth, olive skin glistening from sweat.

“I’m going to die if I don’t cool off.”

At the sight of his bare chest, my brain went directly to that dream I’d had in the car. God, I really needed to calm my libido down.

Nick suddenly grabbed my wrist and tugged. “Come on! Stop standing there like a dope.”

My body thrummed with electricity at his touch, and I fought the itch to curl my fingers around his. Instead, I yanked out of his grasp and growled at him.

“Let go!”

His brows shot to his hairline, and he shook his head. “Dude… whatever, man. I’m going to get wet. It’s hot as hell. Come on! Get in the lake with me, then we can set up the tent.”

“Don’t you want to get on your swim trunks first?”

“No time. It’s hot!”

Nick shucked his shorts and ran off in his white briefs toward the water’s edge. Then he removed those, too. Before he jumped into the lake, he turned around and waved at me to follow before diving in. I could see everything.

My heart stopped.

I think I died.

Nick was swimming naked.

All my thoughts went to my fingers exploring his smooth and strong body. Or jumping into that water with him, having him wrap his legs around me, his hard dick pressed up against my stomach…

This trip is going to fucking kill me.

Chapter 9

Nick

God, when was Logan going to loosen the fuck up? He was always so agitated and stiff. Even driving, he was tense as hell. I thought the point of this trip was to explore the country and relax.

We only left early this morning, and I was already having fun. The scenery had been to die for. I enjoyed the good music and eating at that restaurant in Kingsport with their home-cooked meals had been pretty damn tasty.

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