Page 10 of Love Notes and Late Nights
“No. I’m fine.”
“Can someone tow my Jet Ski in?” Harris asked. “It needs a repair.”
“They’re on their way.”
Harris and Wolf returned to the house. After they rinsed off under the outdoor shower, and Harris put the one Jet Ski in the garage, they sat on the deck.
“Here.” Harris handed Wolf a beer and let out a breath. “That was fucked up. You could’ve gotten really hurt. Why were you going so fast?”
Wolf grinned. “I was having a good time. It’s awesome here at the beach.” He fanned his hand in a semi-circle in front of him. “There’s so much to do.”
“Do you like it better than the mountains?”
“No. It’s just different. I like the privacy of living high above everyone else. I still get nature, and there are plenty of trails to hike. If I want the beach, I can just drive here.”
“Anytime, bruh.” Harris’ stomach rumbled reminding him that he hadn’t eaten since breakfast. “Do you want to go out for food after the tow guy comes?”
“I’m hungry. But I’d rather order something and stay right here. It’s relaxing.”
Harris loved the idea of spending time alone with Wolf instead of in a public place which sometimes necessitated security and had intrusive fans. “I can grill a couple of steaks.”
“Steak it is! What else?”
Harris wasn’t sure, since his housekeeper did the shopping, but knew the refrigerator was full. “Let’s go see.”
While Harris checked the contents of his refrigerator, Wolf looked over his shoulder. “There’s corn on the cob.”
“And Snickers bars.” Wolf reached into the shelf to grab one and winced. He pulled his arm back and cricked his neck to the side while he rubbed his shoulder.
“What happened?”
“I think I hurt my shoulder when I wiped out.”
Harris immediately brought Wolf to a chair in the kitchen and made him sit down. “How bad is it?”
“Not bad. Just sore.” He rotated his arm. “I must have pulled a muscle.”
“I have one of those gel ice packs. Let me get it for you.” After retrieving it from the freezer, Harris put it on Wolf’s shoulder. “I have Aleve if you need it.”
“Nah. It’s not that bad.”
“Let’s sit outside in the sun.” They returned to the deck, but not before Harris swiped the candy bar from the refrigerator.
“This is nice,” Wolf said, relaxing in the Adirondack chair. “The sun feels good.”
“Here.” Harris handed Wolf the Snickers bar.
“Awesome. I love them cold.” As Wolf tore the wrapping off the candy bar, the ice pack fell onto the deck.
Harris picked it up and held it on Wolf’s shoulder so he could enjoy the snack.
“Thanks,” Wolf said between bites. “I could use a little massage too.”
It was said as a joke, but Harris wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity. He tossed the ice pack onto the table, pushed Wolf’s hair out of the way, and went to work rubbing and kneading Wolf’s shoulder and the side of his neck. He’d never touched Wolf like this before, and it gave Harris a thrilling rush.
Wolf leaned into Harris’ hands and rolled his head to the side. “That feels good. Wait.” He slipped his T-shirt over his head, and Harris stood there looking down at Wolf’s naked back. There was a slight tan line at the base of his neck from their afternoon on the water, and a scattering of freckles covered the upper part of Wolf’s back and shoulders. The guy wasn’t very muscular, nor too thin either. Everything about him was perfectly proportionate.
Harris resumed the massage, enjoying the feel of the silky skin beneath his fingers. He rotated his thumbs in a circular motion while applying soft pressure. He admired the arc of Wolf’s back, all the way down to his waistband, and his eyes landed on two sexy dimples on either side of Wolf’s spine. Harris’ mind started to wander, and he imagined his hands moving lower.
