“We’ll grab you on the way to dinner,” Jakub says.
I nod. Creed squeezes my wrist as they continue further down the hall. Not too much further. Two more doors and across the hall.
Knowing they’re close gives me the courage to open the door and step into the room. It’s a nice room. Thankfully. But as I move further in, I see that there’s just one king bed.
Seriously?! Fuck, I want to cry in frustration right now.
CHAPTER 2
LAURENT “LO” DUVAL
As soon asthe plane touches down, I open Thrustr to see who’s around. Miami is full of hot guys. There’s only one criteria—cannot be a hockey fan.
I lean back in my seat and wait for the location to update. I swipe to my profile and look at the profile picture. I’m always examining the picture to make sure it’s as non-descript as possible. No birthmarks, no freckles, no tattoo! I remember the Felton Badcock fiasco from this fall all too clearly.
Not that I’m running a ReachMe account. That’s a little too freeballing for me. I’m not into people watching what I do. Nor do I want a camera on me recording my performance, judging me. Nah, I’m good.
But I do like the occasional anonymous hookup when I travel. Especially when I’m far away from home, where I’m less likely to be recognized.
As soon as my location populates, my phone vibrates in my hand and a little red dot appears to tell me I have a message. I swipe to find a couple. Clicking on the first, I check the profile. Call me weird, but I don’t like them too young. It’s awkward. They need to at least be my age—mid-twenties—or older. I don’t want to feel like I’m fucking a high school kid.
This one’s cute enough, so I tap into the conversation.
Hi
Very original. I don’t need someone with master conversational skills since this is all about getting off, but I need something more than a basic greeting. Like you looking for the weather or a fuck?
You visiting or local?
Visiting. Hbu
Business trip. What brings you here?
Game tomorrow
Yep, gonna have to pass. Have a nice night.
Yeah, instant block. Not taking a chance there. Not even going to wait for a response. Next profile is far too young, and looks far too much like my younger brother. So much so that I click the profile just to make sure it’s not. Not that I care if he’s on here, but why would he be in Miami?
The third looks promising though. I click into the DM.
Hey, nice body. I can host.
See? Now that’s right to the point.
Visiting or local?
Local. Why?
Sports fan?
haha no. I can maybe get down with some role play if that’s what you’re into but I’m going to need some coaching. Ohh look at the pun I made.
I grin.
I have an obligation so I might be a little late.
Since I’m still at work, later is fine.
