His skin is fair, leading me to believe he hasn’t been here long enough to get much of a tan. His tank top leaves little to the imagination. He has thick biceps and a chest that he’s clearly built up with some serious lifting. He must hit the gym regularly. I wonder what sports he used to play in school…football, I figure. His short brown hair is tousled but sexy as fuck. Like he had a good fuck and didn’t bother to fix itafter.
His face has smooth features, including the subtlest of clefts in his chin. A slight twist of his pink lips reveals the faintest ofdimples.
“You must be Jesse,” I say, trying not to be rude. I move toward him, extending my hand. “I’mEric.”
As he takes my hand, it catches fire at his touch. A powerful energy races up my arm. I pull my hand away quickly, realizing that if I held his too long, I was going to have a serious problem—with my hardeningcock.
“Oh yeah. Sorry. I forgot you guys haven’t met,” Tysays.
I don’t know that he really forgot. It’s not like he’s gone out of his way to introduce any of his friends tome.
Since I came into his life, he’s had a hard time opening up to me, something I sure as hell understand. We’ve only been talking for the past seven years. That sounds like a lot of time to make amends for the past, but considering the circumstances, it’s been a rough road, and Ty’s put up every wall he could to keep me from getting close tohim.
He’s guarded.Apprehensive.
Must get that fromme.
“Nice to finally meet you,” Jesse says in a deep voice, like he’s trying to be extra butch around me for somereason.
I glance between them. Jesse’s gaze lifts and meets mine. He’s got the most beautiful brown irises—a deep, rich chestnut color—framed in wide eyes with the prettiest long lashes. He looks away quickly, leaving me wondering if he’s weirded out by the way I’m looking at him…or if he’s interestedhimself.
Ty never mentioned his friend’s gay. Not that he had any reason to. His generation is very different about this than people were when I was younger. Hell, he hardly batted an eye when he found out his old man datedguys.
“So what have you boys been up to?” I ask Ty, pulling my gaze from his friend, trying not to be too obvious about how hot I think he is. Because I’m sure it’d weird my son out if he realized I was creeping on his friend, who must be half my age. Although, the way Ty’s smirking, I figure he’s already picked up on myinterest.
“Chilling at the beach and hanging at the bars,” Ty says. “We just got here the other day, so we’ve been settling in. We met some guys we’re probably going to hang out withtonight.”
“That sounds like fun. I’m glad you’re enjoyingit.”
“Yeah. This place is cooler than I expected it to be. Thought it’d be a bunch of retirees, but there are a lot of kids here for the NewYear.”
A bunch of retirees? Is that what he thinks of me? I know I’m his old man, but I’m not a relic. Hell, I’ve done plenty of guys younger than Ty. Not something I’d want him to know, of course. I’m sure that’d be weird as fuck tohim.
“Yeah. It gets pretty crazy this time of year. Didn’t always use to be that way, but Puerto Vallarta has really become a hotbed for tourism. I was lucky to buy this place when I did. But anyway, how long are you guys herefor?”
“Two weeks,” Tysays.
“That’ll be nice. I’m not sure how long I’ll be around. Maybe only a few days. They don’t need me at work right now, but you know, I hate to be gone too long. So have you guys met any cute girls since you’ve beenhere?”
My gaze shoots back toJesse.
As his gaze meets mine again, I find myself trying to read him…to figure out if he’s interested, which he seems to be. But at the same time, I need to know he’s not fucking around with my son, because Jesus Christ, that would be creepy asfuck.
Where is this morbid curiosity coming from? This isn’t like me at all. I’m not some horny teenager. I get my rocks off when I need to. I shouldn’t be fucking fantasizing about Ty’s best friend. But I can’t keep from appreciating those thin pink lips, his sharp narrow eyebrows, and the ever-so-subtle cleft in hischin.
“Yeah. We’re meeting a few out tonight. Gonna have a real good time, I think. But we’re not going to be in your way, arewe?”
“No, no, no,” I say. “And if I’m in your way, tell me, and I cango.”
“I mean, if you want the master bedroomback—”
“That’s silly. Keep it. Like I said, I’m not even sure how long I’ll behere.”
Ty smiles. “Good, because I was kind of enjoying all thespace.”
His playfulness is nice, considering most of our conversations are typically filled with uneasiness andtension.
“I’ll be fine in the guest bedroom. And I shouldn’t be stepping on your toes too much. I plan on spending most of the time surfing, so if you see me around here, just tell me to get my lazy ass out on somewaves.”
