“Speaking of New Year’s Eve, we’re having a big event at Moby’s. Will you come?”
“I won’t be in your way?”
“Not at all. I wouldn’t be able to focus if you weren’t there.”
“Tell you what, I’ll come if I can have a task to help out.”
He grins. “I’m sure we can find something.” As he lowers his body onto mine, our soft cocks bumping together, he nuzzles my neck. “I’m so crazy about you. You drive me wild and I love it.”
“I’m not sure why, but I don’t care. I accept it and I’m happy about it.”
Kit chuckles. “Good. Want to take a bath and then fix a snack?”
“Shouldn’t you get back to the bar?”
“They can handle it.” He kisses me sweetly. “Besides, we’re not done here. I have another round in me. How about you, Professor?”
“Absolutely.”
THIRTY-TWO
KIT
“The line isaround the damn block already,” Salem says, peering out the front window. “We’re gonna hit capacity right away.”
“Make sure we double check our reservation list,” Lowen says from the bar.
“I’m on it,” Stewart says.
“Me too,” Jerryn adds.
Indy, Ridley, and I are setting the tables up and adding some additional chairs while Bane is behind the bar with Florian, restocking. Stewart catches my eye more than once as he confidently chats with my friends. He’s been here all day helping us clean and organize for the big event, and he looks delicious in a gray cashmere sweater and jeans.
“The bathroom lights are working,” Oakley announces as he steps out from the hallway. His booming voice can be heard from any angle as he heads straight for Lowen.
“Thanks so much,” Lowen says, actually directing his gaze to the beefy contractor.
“He hasn’t worn him down yet?” Ridley whispers to me and Indy.
“Don’t know if it’s even possible.” Indy glances up. “But if anyone can, it’s Oakley. He’s determined.”
“May the force be with him,” I say, and we all laugh.
The night flew by,and with just minutes until midnight, I move through the crowded bar looking for Stewart. I find him by the door, chatting to a few people who look like college students.
I approach him, and when he turns and sees me, his whole face lights up and he waves me over.
“Kit, these are some students from one of my classes; Sarah, Bethany, and Micah. This is Kit, my…” His smile grows. “My boyfriend.”
I slide my arm around Stewart’s waist and kiss his temple. “Nice to meet you guys.”
We exchange a few pleasantries, but I barely hear anything over the swell of pride rolling through me. I know that was a big deal for Stewart, and all I want to do is kiss him.
“If you’ll excuse us,” I say. “It’s almost midnight and I have a handsome professor to kiss.”
Stewart’s cheeks turn bright red as he lets me lead him away. We make our way to the dance floor, and I pull him close just as the countdown starts.
“You know, they say however you spend New Year’s Eve is how you’ll spend the rest of the year.”