Noah eyed his phone. It would be so easy just to snatch it away right now.
And do what? Run? Hide in the bathroom and call the cops?
He could barely sit up right now.
Alistair was still typing, but he reached out to pet Noah’s hair.
The simple gesture made Noah’s heart skip a few beats, and he knew he wasn’t going anywhere. He licked his lips slowly. “You, uh, been here with me this whole time?”
“Yes.” Alistair glanced down at him. “I was concerned.”
“Thanks. I mean it. For, you know, taking care of me.” Noah hesitantly reached over to touch Alistair’s thigh. “I appreciate it.”
“Of course.” Alistair took his hand and kissed it. “You’re my boy now. It’s my job to take care of you.”
“Did you…” Noah wrinkled his nose. “Junior helped you get me in here, right?”
“Mmhm.”
“Please tell me he didn’t see me naked.”
“No. I undressed you after he left.” Alistair smirked. “If you’re feeling better, I’ll run a bath for you and rub your back before we go to bed.”
“What?” Noah didn’t think he heard him correctly.
The very idea sounded way too romantic and weird.
“You need to bathe, and a massage is an excellent way to relax. We’re going to bed so we can be up for a nice breakfast.” Alistair stood and still holding Noah’s hand, urged him out of bed. “We still have another party to survive tomorrow night. If this one is any indication of how well it’s going to go, well, I think it’s a good idea for us both to get some rest.”
Wobbling, Noah let Alistair help him out of bed and lead him into the bathroom. “Okay, but maybe we won’t have any more spiked booze and puking in the pool? Maybe it’ll be good. I mean, DJ Quigs is gonna be here. That’s fuckin’ awesome.”
“I’ll take your word for it.” Alistair smirked, glancing appreciatively over Noah’s naked body before turning his attention to the jacuzzi. He got the water going, checking the flow before he got it to a satisfactory temperature. “Go on. Get in.”
With Alistair’s assistance, Noah slipped down into the big tub and leaned his head against the side. He could faintly smell vomit, and he realized it was probably his own.
Gross.
He sighed, watching Alistair bring over the tray of snacks and pour in some kind of bubble bath. It smelled like flowers or something, but it was better than what Noah smelled like right now.
“Here. In case you feel peckish while you’re soaking in there.” Alistair smiled. “If there’s something else you’d like to eat, let me know.”
“Thanks.” Noah stretched out his legs, his toes just barely able to reach the other side of the big tub. He watched the bubbles piling up, and he hesitantly asked, “Will you get in here with me?”
Fuck, no, that was dumb. He sounded desperate and stupid.
“I mean, you ain’t gotta.” Noah looked down. “Probably break a hip trying to get in here.”
“If you want me to join you, asking is sufficient.” Alistair started undressing. “You don’t have to retreat from your request so quickly.”
“I didn’t retreat from shit!” Noah argued. “I just, you know… you don’t have to.”
“But you want me to.” Alistair continued to strip. “Make some room, boy.”
Noah scooted forward, his eyes fixated on Alistair’s broad belly and his big cock hanging soft between his legs. There was something intimate about seeing him naked like this. Maybe it was because he wasn’t expecting to have sex. He just wanted to be closer to him.
Stepping into the tub, Alistair positioned himself behind Noah and urged him to lie back against his chest.
Noah snuggled in close, his head on Alistair’s shoulder and surrounded by hot water and flowery bubbles.
