Page 36 of Clueless Romeo

Subject: Re: CJ Bradley

That is great news. Set something up. Thanks, Ro.

-Nate

I couldn't muster my usual pride in a job well done. Instead, I was filled with irritation. I didn't want the two of them to go on a date, and that's exactly why I picked up my phone and texted CJ.

Me:You officially have a date.

The dots bounced.

CJ: *thumbs up*

I hated that emoticon with a passion. In this situation, it told me nothing about what was going on in CJ's head. Meanwhile, mine was a wreck.

Me:You have plans next Friday?

CJ:Nope.The sooner the better.

I growled while reading the text. Was he still just mad from the whole night, or was he upset that I hadn't kissed him? If so, that made two of us. Maybe I should have just done it. We'd both clearly wanted it.

No, that was a bad idea. I sighed in frustration.

CJ genuinely wanted to explore men, and I wanted…what exactly?

I didn't know what I wanted from CJ, but I hadn't been prepared for the fierce urge to take his mouth. Claim it as mine. I had no right to do that. He hadn't kissed a man before, and who was I to steal his first?

It was too late anyway. I'd now signed CJ over to Nate, who would definitely kiss him. He'd be the one to taste him. The mental pictures returned in a rush, and my hands balled into fists.

Son of a…

I suppressed the urge to toss my phone across the room and responded in the professional manner I'd mastered. Though that was questionable now.

Me:I'll let you know when and where when I get it worked out.

I waited for a reply, but none came. The message was never even opened. After ten minutes of blankly staring at the screen, I set my phone on the desk and slouched in my chair.

I mentally rifled through their profiles and my usual list of date places to distract me from my churning thoughts. CJ was the more skittish of the two, so catering to his comfort should have been my priority. But that wasn't happening. Instead, I chose the fanciest restaurant in the city. But even lying to myself, I knew why I was doing it.

I didn't want CJ and Nate to hit it off. That was just a simple fact and went against everything I stood for. My life and career.

Confused and frustrated, I pushed my chair back rougher than necessary and rose to my feet.

One thing was glaringly obvious. I was attracted to CJ. And I wasn't great at sharing, apparently.

Had I always had this feeling buried deep and just waiting to come out?

I thought back to my reaction to men in the past. I'd noticed if they were attractive, sure. But that was it. I'd never wanted to bend any of them over and watch as I slid my cock into their ass.

Fan-fucking-tastic. I growled in frustration as I headed toward the staircase to my apartment. I was hard again. Aching and fucking miserable. My life was quickly becoming messy.

I didn't do miserable, and I definitely didn't do messy.

Setting CJ and Nate up on a date was the best thing for all of us, but that didn't mean I was fucking happy about it.

Eleven

CJ

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