Page 9 of The Hot Shot

“I could say the same. I want to play with that fucking piercing that you enjoyed toying me with.”

“I did nothing of the sort,” I mocked, grinning. “But I do think that tongue of yours could cause some serious issues.”

“Oh, I know it would,” Sebastian mumbled. “So could my teeth.”

“Fuck!”

CHAPTER SEVEN

SEBASTIAN

I knew what turning up at Walker’s apartment meant. I just didn’t realize the effect he would have on me or the way that he would make me feel. I was expecting a quick, mindless fuck. It was all I could give at the end of the day but this man made me delve deep into emotions that I never even knew existed within me. Walker gave me an opportunity to experience pleasures that no other man had even touched upon before and now I had to somehow box everything away and store it in a secret place where only I would know. Memories that I could fall into when I am alone; memories to dream of that include the best sexual experience I had ever encountered. Why did I have to pick such an amazing man? It felt like he saw the real me and now I had to just disregard the night so quickly. Life was a complete bitch.

I knew that it was meant to be one night and only one night but there was no way I could deal with the awkward goodbye in the morning that would only end with Walker and I having a conversation about how this wasn’t the right time for me. Walker wasn’t oblivious to the world that I lived in, especially with how intuitive he was as he took in every detail from last night. The issue was that it felt like it wasn’t a one-time thing; it felt intimate and comforting and I knew it was something that could have developed if I didn’t have all my own hook-ups and issues.

So instead, I took the coward’s way out whilst Walker slept and snuck out, being careful to ensure that I didn’t disturb him. It was pathetic and I knew it but what other option did I have? Give him an embarrassed peck on the lips and a wave goodbye as he shut me inside a taxi? I knew that wasn’t ever going to be a reality for me. It could have been with a typical hook-up for him but I wasn’t the average guy. I was safe and secure in the closet. It was my safety net without the worry of opinions of vultures in the world surrounding my life and destroying my career.

My career was too damn important and I just couldn’t jeopardize it—not for anyone.

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“Sebastian!” Jace clicked his fingers in my face. He leaned forward in his chair, clicking his tongue at me, knowing how much I detested the noise. “What has got into you? It’s like you’re lost to the fairies. I know you said you’re feeling better…” He reached over and touched my forehead but shook his head at me from left to right as I swatted his hand away with a scowl. “I could’ve explained the disregard to me with a fever, but something has you worked up tight. I mean, I was even talking about Chelsea at the gym’s ass and you didn’t roll your eyes once.”

“Fuck off!” I snapped at my brother. I wasn’t in the mood for having to placate the bastard. I let him get under my skin until I bit, knowing that was exactly what he expected. “Can’t I admit I’m feeling better than when I left last night but still be a little bit peaky?” I mocked, lying through my teeth. I turned my head to gaze at the time and saw that it was ten am already.

Six hours since I left Walker.

“I get it. Just you’re never vacant normally,” he admitted, blowing out a long breath. “I’m sorry for being such a jerk but I really could do with your help.”

“What did I just say?” I rolled my eyes at him, throwing my hands up in the air dramatically. “I’m better but not fully recovered.”

“But… Chelsea.”

“You’re not going to leave it, are you?” I sighed. “I can’t work out today unless you want me throwing my guts up over everything, but…”

“You’ll come?” Jace asked in hope, raising his brow upwards and placing his hands together in prayer. “You know how long I’ve been playing this game with her and I’m so close.”

“I’ll bloody challenge you today. At least it will give me a laugh when you’re asking for mercy from me but one second of whining from you about being in pain or that I’m pushing too hard and I’m leaving.” I chuckled as I stood up and headed to the hall to grab my pre-packed bag of supplies. I was a meticulous planner and I was always prepped and ready for any situation.

“Sebastian, I’d rather be carried out on a stretcher then give that woman the satisfaction of seeing me fold from over exertion,” he growled, being the possessive fucker I knew all too well. Once he had his sights set on something, that was it until he reached the end objective, whether that be in his career or between the legs of a woman. Jace was a manwhore in every respect but this woman had held him captivated longer than most do. “Come on, that wouldn’t help my plight to get her to come out with me. I need to show her I’m willing to put the effort in.”

“Just for you to then fuck off afterwards when you get what you want?” I asked. “You forget that I know you too damn well, dear brother. At least this time you’re working on making muscle.”

“Can’t I just want to enjoy someone’s company? I mean, maybe you could do the same?” Jace questioned as I shook my head. Fuck! I didn’t need that complication in my life, not with the big career jump about to happen. “One day a woman will knock you stupid. It’s just finding them.”

I turned my head away and ran my hand down my throat, gulping hard.

What if I’d already found that person that made me feel all giddy inside, giving me the best sex of my life but I couldn’t act on it because he wasn’t the expected gender everyone thought I should be with?

“Come on, then,” I said. “If you’re planning a day of torture on our time off, then let’s just get it out of the way. Get your bag and let’s go.”

“How did you know I had my bag?” Jace looked amazed. He blinked twice at me before he furrowed his brows together. “Have you taken up mind-reading?”

“Don’t need to do anything of the sort with you. You were building up to ask me, like you did last weekend, if you remember? If I hadn’t agreed to go and work out today with you, then it would have meant having you moping around here all day,” I snarked back, laying it down thickly and to the point. I hated bullshit. If Jace wanted something, he needed to take control. I should really encourage him to listen to my advice because he riled me up so damn easily.

It annoyed me that he won’t come out and ask for what he wants. You can’t get anywhere in life without taking opportunities to get what you want before molding it to fit the shape you want.

I sighed, making myself scarce and slipping my feet into my trainers. I stared at the black mark on the white skirting board that had been missed on the recent paint job. Why can’t people do a decent job, especially when they charged me an additional fee for being ten minutes late?! It’s a shame I can’t just take my own advice when it comes to my sexuality, but I can’t risk everything I’ve worked towards by coming out—it would make my personal life easier but my working life harder and I needed to focus on that first and foremost. Even if it did make me the crankiest man in the city.

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