Page 141 of Slew Foot
“You have a game,” Mickey reminded him and yeah, that stung, because he wanted to be the ice with Rafe, damn it. But he was learning to deal with the reminders that, for now, this was his reality.
“Okay, well, the day after then.” Rafe shrugged.
“Okay,” Mickey agreed, ignoring the faint ringing in his ear that was a sign the tinnitus would probably get worse soon. Whatever. He was too happy to care right now.
“Awesome.” Rafe beamed.
Mickey had heard Tanner describe him as being a hunk when he was serious and the biggest goober there was when he smiled. Mickey still wasn’t entirely sure what a goober was, but therewassomething endearingly goofy about Rafe’s big grin and the way it made his eyes squinch shut.
It made him love Rafe even more.
“Now,” Mickey said, trying to keep from smiling and act stern. “Get back to keeping my cock warm.”
Rafe settled back down, placing his cheek against Mickey’s thigh. His hair brushing against Mickey’s bare skin made him shiver.
Mickey wasn’t the only one enjoying the warmer weather in Boston lately.
It hadn’t lasted for long, but there had been one hot day last week where Rafe had walked around the apartment in a crop top and short shorts while he did the chores Mickey gave him.
Mickey had thought that despite the shit going on with his head, he was the luckiest man alive.
My himbo,Mickey thought with a familiar fond squeeze of his heart as Rafe took his cock in his mouth again.
Rafe’s jaw had begun to ache, and he was thinking about tapping out and taking a small break when he heard a horrified shriek.
“My eyes!” Tanner hollered.
Startled, Rafe nearly bit down on Mickey’s cock, and he pulled back abruptly in horror, falling off the couch and onto his ass on the floor with a loud thud.
Mickey cursed and fumbled for a throw pillow, clapping it against his groin.
“Argghhh, warn a guy, would you?” Tanner shouted, dramatically clapping a hand over his eyes.
“Fuck, my ear!” Mickey cried, clutching the side of his head.
And Rafe … all he could do was laugh.
He lay there sprawled on the floor and wiped at the drool on his chin, big hiccupping laughs escaping him. It wasn’t funny that Mickey’s tinnitus was acting up or even that Tanner had caught them in the act but if you had asked Rafe if he could ever see himself in this situation, he’d have said hell no.
But here he was. And it was so stupid, it was funny.
“Don’t laugh,” Tanner protested, still covering his eyes. “I am scarred for life. No man should have to see two people going at it on his couch.”
“You hook up with couples all the time, you asshole!” Rafe protested between bouts of laughter.
“They’re not my best friends!”
“I can’t hear what either of you are saying,” Mickey grumbled. He lifted his hips, the pillow wobbling precariously on his lap as he slid his shorts up.
Rafe let out another big laugh, wiping at his eyes. Oh my God, what was his life even?
“Dude, I did not need to see you giving himhead,” Tanner said with a sniff.
“I wasn’t,” Rafe protested. “It’s calledcockwarming.”
Tanner dropped his hand and squinted at him. “What the fuck?”
Rafe shrugged and shifted to a cross-legged position. “It’s not really a sex thing.”
