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“Stryker can probably hear.”

“I don’t-hmm-care.”

“Hewill.” I rumbled, kissing his jaw

“Just fuck me.”

“I won’t be able to sleep after that.” Theo murmured, cheeks flushed and hair an absolute mess. I grinned at him brightly.

He lay still for a few long moments, then rolled off the bed.

I propped myself up on my elbows as he began to pick up the clothes all over the floor. I bit my lip, gazing at the way the shadows in the room accentuated the love bites on his throat and the way his hair fell in front of his eyes.

My dick was hardening all over again.

“Theo” I croaked.He turned towards me, smiling slightly.

“Do you think you can go again?”

He let out a bark of laughter “you horny, horny-“

“Theo.”

“Stop whining.” He put his sweatpants back on and lay back beside me “as amazing as that was, no, I cannot.”

I pouted, bitterly disappointed.

“Matt.” Theo smiled fondly “I need to sleep.”

“You said you couldn’t.”

“Then I lied.” He yawned, cuddling into my side.

He smiled when I started kissing his face- Isawit.

“Matt.” He laughed “goodnight.”

I just huffed, burying my nose in his hair. He shut his eyes, wiggling even closer to me.

He was deliciously warm against my body.

I couldn’t help finding myself amused when he was out in less than two minutes.

CHAPTER 18

Theo

The following evening, I led Matthew out of Stryker’s house and through the cobbled streets to my tiny place.

“It’s not much.” I warned as we walked “a bit of a shithole, really. But I figured…I dunno, maybe you’d like to see it while we’re here? My sister brings her many boyfriends round, so it should be stocked up and stuff-“

I felt a bit embarrassed, to be honest. He’d probably hate it and I wouldn’t blame him. I don’t knowwhatcame over me to ask in the first place.

“I don’t mind if it’s a shithole. I’d love to see it.” Matthew cut off my ramble “or I wouldn’t be coming.”

“Good.” I breathed as I halted in front of the small cabin, tucked away down a darker street, beside other two similar ones. “Because this is my humble home.”

I visibly saw Matthew hesitate, and for a moment my heart began to sink. If he hated it already-