Page 40 of Fever Dream
Izak laughs while Sonny raises his eyebrow at me, sighing softly. Harrison seems embarrassed by my poor attempt at humour, and I grin and run my arm over his shoulders. I know he gets me.
The concierge finishes checking us in and hands us our room cards. I slip one to Harrison.
“Don’t forget to let me know how much I owe. I’ll Venmo you,” he says.
“Sure, Harry,” I just smile, directing him towards the bank of elevators to the right of the check-in desk.
“I mean it, Casey. You can’t just pay for this.”
“Okay,” I shrug, and he huffs out a sigh and frowns at me. We’ve had this conversation a few times already this week.
“Will five hundred cover it?” he asks, pulling out his phone. No, five hundred will cover the minibar tab but I’m not telling him that as I take his phone from his hand and pocket it. “Caseeey.”
“Harryyyy,” I return, mimicking his tone to perfection. Sonny just shakes his head at us as we step into the elevator.
“Just give up, Thornfield,” Sonny says. “In case you haven’t worked it out yet, Casey is the most stubborn mule you’ll ever meet.”
Harrison huffs and leans back against the elevator wall. “It’s the principle of the thing really.”
“So, you guys want to drop your stuff then meet down at the pool deck?” Izak asks, cutting over the tension in the small lift.
“Read my mind,” I grin.
“Cool. I’m literally dumping my gear and heading straight down so I’ll meet you there,” Izak adds.
“Sounds like a plan.”
The elevator dings and we all get off on the same level. We each have ocean facing suites so we’re only a few doors away from each other as we pair off. I swipe my keycard and open the door for Harrison to enter.
“Wow,” he says, dropping his suitcase and beelining for the bank of windows that open to a small balcony, the Pacific blue all we can see for miles. The sun is sinking low behind us, the sky already hinting at the coming dusk with splashes of peach and apricot streaking the sky. It’s a stunning sight but I kind of like the way Harrison looks as he takes it all in, brown eyes lit up with his own matching golden streaks.
The room itself is huge with a full lounge and coffee station that I’m already planning to visit as I dump my duffel bag on the enormous king-sized bed. I’m already pulling off my t-shirt when Harrison clears his throat.
“I’m ah, just gonna … use the bathroom,” he says.
“No worries,” I reply, shucking off the rest of my clothes as I sift through my badly packed duffel. I definitely packed swimming trunks because it was the number one thing on my mind for this weekend, so I know they’re in here somewhere.
Before I can find them my phone pings and I look down to see a message from Luna. I smile as I pick it up but the smile drops a little when I read her message. She’s asking my advice on a boy she likes. Boys? Seriously? I’m just tapping back a reply about her being way too young for boys when Harrison steps back out of the bathroom.
“Oh,” he says, causing me to look up at him. His eyes drop down my naked body, focusing on my dick for half a second. Oh yeah, kind of got distracted while looking for my trunks. I think back quickly on Harrison’s boundaries and I’m pretty sure it’s not nudity that’s the issue. It was more something to do with wanking in front of each other. Yeah, that was it. He’s seen me naked plenty of times anyway.
“Sorry. Just got distracted with a text from Luna. She’s asking my advice aboutboys. Can you believe it?Boys.”
“Um, no, that’s … crazy. Wow,” Harrison replies as I tap out another text. “Hey um, I’m just going to have a quick shower. I’ll meet you down at the pool, okay?”
“That’s fine. I don’t mind waiting for you,” I say, sliding onto the bed as I laugh at Luna’s outraged response to my text. Harrison stalls as he eyes me for another moment before he quickly grabs his toiletry bag and rushes into the shower while I make myself a little cosier while I set in to wait for him.
CHAPTER 17
harrison
So, Casey’s naked in our room. Lying down on our bed—the one we’re apparently sharing this weekend. I mean, it’s one thing staying overnight at Casey’s in his guest room, even if it does inevitably result in waking up with him sharing my pillow.
But it’s another thing entirely going away on a weekend trip to this ridiculously luxurious,romantichotel and having to sleepall nightbeside him.
We’ve been here less than a minute and I’ve already seen his dick. And whilst he had no issues just stretching out on the bed like it’s nothing, his cock was very noticeably soft between his legs, unlike mine which sprang up like a jack-in-the-box the second I stepped out into the room and found him naked.
There’s no way I am pulling on my swim trunks with my cock this hard, and even standing here under a jet of cold water is doing nothing. I glance at the door, cursing this fancy hotel for its lack of a lock and ponder my chances. I know this erection is going absolutely nowhere so I turn my back on the door and rub myself as hard as I dare, one eye on the door handle the whole time.
