Page 19 of Glory Troll

His eyes landed on me again, and I finally took the hint and quietly shut the door behind me.

Oh my God.I rested my head on the wood, eyes closed as I took a deep breath and let the film of sweaty Bo replay in my mind.

They’d get back to their rooms afterwards to shower. Could I wait for him? Perhaps get a chance to take a whiff of his musk. Bloody hell.

The mere idea made me hard.

I waited in the small office in our hotel building for the team’s return. Nate was on his phone. Judging by his lovey-dovey attitude and his flushed cheeks, I would have bet anything he had his partner on the line.

Bo entered with their captain, a tall, attractive Viking with grey eyes, dark hair, and scruffy cheeks.

He looked up, catching my eye and giving me a fleeting smile before pulling out his phone, typing something and hanging back. He waved Bendixen on, head bowed over the display.

Mine pinged a moment later, and I knew without looking at it who had sent it.

Bo: I love how you look at me

Ollie: How am I looking at you, Mr Persson?

I gave my phone a tiny smirk.

Bo: Like you enjoy the view

Ollie: I definitely like the view

Can I…?

Ollie: and you

I sent the message before I could second guess myself.

Bo: I suppose kissing you is out of the question, is it?

He gave his phone a cute little frown, worrying his bottom lip with a fang.

Ollie: Not here

Ollie: But I could come up in a few minutes…

Ollie: To inspect your shower, didn’t you say it was leaking?

Bo: My dick is. Not sure about the shower

I gasped softly before getting myself under control, but watched Bo’s shoulders tighten and his broad chest expand with a deep inhale.

Bo: come after me

Bo: I’ll text you when the coast is clear

Bo: don’t let me wait too long

Bo: please

With one last glance in my direction, Bo ascended the stairs to his room.

His next message came in merely two minutes later.

Bo: Help! The shower is leaking, and I need a skilled pair of hands to save me! Room 17.

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