Page 2 of Feels Like Home
He's also the one who got away.
He's just one of the reasons why I don't return to our hometown of Clovelly as often as I should.
When I do, it's only ever for a short visit. My heart can only handle being near him for a few days at most. Anything longer, and an impossible longing stirs beneath my skin, desperate for something that was never meant to be.
Our parents made sure of that.
"So…you should be here in about an hour and a half," he calculates.
"More like an hour."
"Don't speed, Court," he warns. "The roads are icy. You're exhausted. That's not a good combination."
Buzz has a deep, masculine voice, but when it hits that lower,protectiveregister, it makes my heart race and my cock swell.
I check the odometer—55."I'm not speeding," I lie. "Are you coming to the funeral?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't I? Grandpa Arnie was like a grandfather to me growing up."
"Becauseyou'vebarely slept for the last two days. Please don't feel obligated to come."
"I can sleep later. Besides, I'm not going to miss the chance to see my favorite person in the world."
My heart kicks into overdrive.
Low, protective, and unknowingly flirty?
Kill me right fucking now.
"You mean Old Man Hatfield?" I joke.
"Exactly," Buzz jokes back. "Dude's been working out. His ass only hangs halfway down his hamstrings now."
I laugh and cringe at the same time. "Gross."
"Listen, I've got a few things to wrap up here at the station."
"Go. Don't let me keep you."
"All right. Hey, Court?"
"Yeah?"
"It's good to have you back home."
Another shiver races through me, and I grip the steering wheel tighter… I think I just came a little.
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Buzz
"Do you think this is gay?" Ramzi asks, pulling back his foreskin to clean his dick.
I side-eye him from my shower.
The heat of the water cascading down my back is nothing short of heaven, especially after a tortuously long double shift, but it doesn't compensate for the six-three, two-hundred-and-twenty-pound lunk of idiot beside me.
"What are you referring to?" I ask. "Two dudes showering next to each other or you playing with yourself?"
