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“No dry spell and please don’t set me up,” I said as calmly as I could. “I’ll pull a white chick's date if I have to.”

Gomez laughed before Noemi joined in. Poor Easton looked lost.

“Oh god, Easton, another movie we have to put on our list,” she said, patting his shoulder. “Don’t mind Easton, he isn’t a big movie buff and we’ve been remedying that.”

“Are we ready?” Alice, the woman who worked at the shelter, asked.

“Yes, we are,” I said, looking at our spread.

“Great, I’m going to open the doors,” she smiled. “Thank you so much for doing this, we really appreciate you.”

“Of course,” I said.

“We know the community needs it and we are happy to do it,” Easton said, and I was glad he was here.

He helped the community so much with his non-profit and it was very admirable.

“Hey guys, we are ready,” I said, handing out aprons and organizing the line.

I somehow ended up in between Gomez and Riggs. By the looks Noemi was giving us, I could only assume she had had something to do with it. The line moved quickly, and it was great to see some of the people recognized the men and even a father and son recognized Hunter.

They asked him questions and Hunter was so great answering them and promising to stop by their table later. The crowd was larger than I had expected, but it made it worth it. After a while, though, I was getting too hot with the big sweater I had on.

“Give me a second,” I said, taking my apron off to pull the sweater off since I had a tank underneath.

My tank rode up a little bit, thankfully my boobs were saved from making an appearance. I quickly went back to the line and Riggs and Gomez stared at me for a moment before going back to serving food. The tension was palpable between us, which confused me. I had no idea what had just happened, maybe my boobs had made an appearance.

Once the line was almost finished, I grabbed my camera, took some pictures and posted some on our socials reminding people they could donate to the shelter. The guys talked to a few of the people and families as I stayed with Coach Graves, Noemi and Easton were serving the people who came in last. Many people stayed to visit with the guys, and we gave out bags of food and let them go through clothes we had donated from our office and from the guys.

I brought my camera out to take more photos. Clark and Thompson were talking to a group of people while signing autographs. Wells, Gomez and Hunter were with a few kids passing a ball around as parents watched, some were going through bags of clothes. My heart warmed that these guys donated their time to give back to the community and while, yes, these were great photo ops, these guys had big hearts and I lovedit. Hunter stole a glance at me and I swore I saw a faint blush on his cheeks.

Did he know I had seen them? Oh god, that had to be it, this might be embarrassing.

As they visited I started to pick up, even though Alice insisted that we didn’t need to help. It gave me something to do and leaving a mess didn’t sit right with me.

“We have to head out,” Noemi said, hugging me.

“Thank you so much for coming to help,” I said, hugging her and Easton.

“Anytime,” Easton said, looking at the crowd of people that were still here. “I might need to steal Hunter for a fundraiser for Love4all. Might need to pimp him out.”

I laughed. “Hey, if it's for a good cause, why not?”

They laughed as they put their coats on as we talked about doing lunch or a meeting for the fundraiser I was helping Easton with. Once everything was picked up, people started to leave and while Clark, Thomson, Webber and Coach Graves said bye, Riggs and Gomez were nowhere to be found.

Shit, Hunter had to have known and what if he told Gomez? Now they would both know I spied on their hate sex or whatever it was. My stomach clenched in arousal at the vivid memory. This was bad. I would be anxious until I saw them again and what the hell was I going to say?

Hey sorry I saw you guys making out.

That would be a lie because I wasn’t sorry that it was prime spank bank material and I’d be happy for more, even though I also wanted to hide in a hole forever.

14

Hunter

Some crazy shit had happened in my life. Stuff that I’m not proud of, but sometimes I couldn’t be mad with the outcome. I didn’t know about my current situation, it could go either way. First, I made out with the rookie not once, but twice and then found out Valencia is Ruby Dix, the woman I had watched get off on camera and the woman who I had a threesome with, twice.

I was on a fucking roll this year. The moment I saw the tattoo on her hip, the memory of worshiping her body entered my mind. Getting hard while I was volunteering in a soup kitchen was not the way my Thursday was supposed to go. More so, finding out that the Yeti’s social media manager was the woman I had been jacking off to and had paid money to as she chose what toy to use.

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