It wasn’t that he justwantedHayley, though. HecravedHayley.
Striding to the dresser, Mac pulled the top drawer open. Bright colors were laid out on front of him.
He chose a pale blue pair of briefs before moving to the second drawer.
Shopping for clothes had been the most difficult part of getting the playroom together. Hayley was around the same size as Avery so the sizes were pretty easy to guess at, but what Hayley would want was a different story.
Since Hayley had reacted so strongly to his kittens, Mac decided to pick the pajama pants that were black with white kittens and paw prints on them. He also chose a plain white T-shirt.
That was simple but would still give Hayley a bit of fun.
Pleased with what he could offer, Mac closed the drawers before walking back to the room. He glanced over his shoulder and looked around one last time. In the morning, he’d show Hayley. Maybe that would entice Hayley to stick around a little longer.
He shut the doors quietly behind him before returning to the bathroom.
Mac stopped in the doorway.
Hayley was leaning back with his eyes closed and a sweet smile on his lips. He seemed to be at peace. And Mac had to be closer to him.
Setting the clothes on the counter, Mac made his way to the tub and sat on the edge.
Hayley cracked his eyes open. “You might never be able to get me out of this tub.”
“Oh yeah?” Mac leaned over and flicked the switch which turned on the jets.
A low, long moan escaped Hayley’s lips.
Mac’s erection had gone down when he’d realized what confessions he was going to have to make. He was fully hard once again now though.
“That’s it,” Hayley said. “I’m moving in.”
Chuckling, Mac barely bit back the words that he’d hold Hayley to that promise. He needed to give the boy time. And the truth.
“How about you enjoy the jets while I wash you?”
“Yes please.” Hayley licked his lips. “But you should know that I’m truly enjoying this bath. Like, a lot.”
“Good.” Mac wanted Hayley to enjoy his bath.
Hayley sighed. “I’m hard, Mac.”
“Oh.” Shit, was he blushing? No one had ever made him blush in his entire life. “You were earlier, too.”
Nodding, Hayley dropped his gaze. “But if you…clean me…th…there… I might—”
Mac leaned forward and cut Hayley off with a kiss. “If you can be a good boy and hold off, I’ll give you a special treat.”
“Really?” Hayley sat up. “What kind of treat?”
Mac shook his head. “Guess you’ll have to be good to find out.”
With a huff Hayley lay back. “Not fair.”
Maybe not, but Mac bet Hayley would do his best not to come yet. Picking up the washcloth he’d set on the edge of the tub, Mac dipped it in the water. He wrang it out before adding some liquid soap.
Haley watched him with undisguised lust in his eyes. Oh, Mac was going to have fun with this.
Starting at Hayley’s neck, Mac cleaned his boy thoroughly. Very, very, thoroughly.