Ashlaughed, squeezing his hand. “You don’t have to win for that, either. Throw thedamned ball so we can go home.”
Bloodrushed to Declan’s head, his pulse pounding in his ears. All he could do inresponse to that was nod, his face hot from blushing and his tongue too heavyto say anything intelligible.
“Quitexchanging sweet nothings and bowl your set,” Lexi called from where he wassitting next to Marcus.
No,onMarcus.
Declanhad a flash of him and Ash doing the same thing, and smiled. It probably wasn’ttheir style, but then again, he didn’t know that. He didn’t knowanythingabout what they’d be like together.
Heknew he wanted to try, though. He was surer than ever.
Hesqueezed Ash’s hand before he let go, grabbing the ball and heading to the endof the lane.
Thiswasn’t impossible. Hell, Ash made it look effortless. He could do this.
Butalso, he didn’thaveto. Knowing that Ash wouldn’t be disappointed—atleast, nottoodisappointed—if he didn’t manage it took a load off hismind.
Itdidn’t matter what happened here. They’d all had fun.
Declanrolled his shoulders back, lining up his shot, and then taking a step forward.He tried not to think too much about it, letting his body take over.
Themoment he let go of the ball, Declan closed his eyes. He didn’t want to see itroll into the gutter again.
Thesound of pins falling made him look up. His heart pounded as he realized he’dknocked over four already, with one rocking back and forth, halfway betweenfalling over and staying up.
Hebit down on his lip, his teeth digging in hard enough to hurt.
Thepin rocked one last time, andjustas it looked like it was going toright itself, one of the other ones he’d knocked over spun far enough to nudgeit.
Declanwatched it fall as if everything was happening in slow motion, blood rushing inhis ears as it hit the floor.
Beforehe’d finished processing what had just happened, someone wrapped their armsaround him from behind.
Ash.Ashhad his arms wrapped around Declan, and he was laughing.
Declan’sheart soared. It wasn’t a big deal. Not really. But he wanted Ash to be happy,and he’d just managed to give him something to be happy about.
Heturned to see Marcus and Lexi grinning at him, but his eyes went straight toAsh after a quick glance in their direction.
“I’mnot gonna pretend that wasn’t kind of a turn-on,” Ash said quietly, his voicejust a little rough.
Declanswallowed, heat pooling in the pit of his stomach. Hereallyliked theidea of being able to turn Ash on.
Theycouldn’t get home fast enough.
ChapterTwenty-Two
Bloodrushed in Ash’s ears as he finally felt Declan’s hard cock pressed up againsthim, the head thick and hot, just a fraction of an inch away from where hereally wanted it. One little rock of Declan’s hips and he’d be inside him,filling him up, stretching him tight.
“Yousure?” Declan asked, his voice rough. That was sohot. Ash had wantedDeclan like this for so long, turned on and enjoying himself, eager to be withAsh.
He’dbeen easier to convince than expected. In fact, he hadn’t been convinced atall. He’dstartedthis. He’d pounced on Ash the moment they’d gottenthrough the door, and everything had been a blur since.
NowAsh was pressed up against the wall, his thighs wrapped around Declan’s waist,and Declan holding him up, his cock teasing Ash’s hole mercilessly.
Hewas so much more than sure. He was ready to beg if that was what Declan wanted.
“I’msure,” Ash choked out, closing his eyes in an attempt to ground himself. Hehadn’t been surer about a whole lot in his life.
