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“Can’t drop it now that Luke got an eyeful of us together in here. By the way, is that a common occurrence?”
“What?”
“Luke barging in on you while he’s completely naked?”
I gave him a hard stare. “No, it’s not. And don’t get any ideas.”
Gray clicked his tongue. “What do you think, I’m going to write my whole article about how you and Luke strip naked for each other all the time?”
“Yeah, I think you might,” I said.
“Glad you think that poorly of my articles. Also, thanks for confirming it. I guess it really is common for him to be naked around you.”
I turned and gave him a tiny shove. “And you keep seeming pretty fucking jealous of it, Gilman.”
His eyes were like two pale blue flames. “I’m a reporter. It’s my job to be observant. It doesn’t mean I’m jealous.”
“Well, I can’t wait until you publish the damn thing so you can beout of my life.”
He didn’t respond.
My words hung in the air, and with every passing second, I regretted them.
It had come out sounding a lot harsher than I had meant it to, and as I watched Gray dry off, all I could think about was what he told me last night.
No one who knows the real me sticks around for long.
“Can I just borrow a clean shirt and pair of sweatpants, Andrew?” he finally said.
I nodded. I checked that the hallway was clear and went over to my room, grabbing clean clothes for both of us and heading back to the bathroom. I handed him my stuff and when he tugged on the Tempests athletics T-shirt, I couldn’t help but enjoy how he looked in it.
“I’m sorry, okay?” I said. “I just meant I’m tired of worrying about the article. Not that I?—”
“It’s fine,” he said.
He was out in the hall a moment later and he picked up his things in my room.
“Gray.”
He wouldn’t look at me. “Is there some back door you want me to use to leave?” he asked.
A tight feeling landed on my throat. “I’m not ashamed that we hooked up. Not even a fucking little bit. I’d tell any single one of those guys that I took your cock, and I’d be proud of it.”
His expression was cold. “I’d prefer if you didn’t. It’s not like it’s going to happen anymore after I finish the article.”
Anger tore through me.
“I told you, that’s not what I meant.”
“Sure thing.”
“Gray, I’d let you fuck me every goddamn day for as long as you want,” I said. “If you think I’m ashamed, you’re dead wrong, and if you say I don’t love it, you know it’s a lie.”
“Is that right?”
I dropped down in front of him and yanked down hard on the sweatpants I’d let him borrow, knowing that he didn’t have anything on underneath.
His cock was already halfway there, hardening as I moved in close.
