There was no other word for it.
Last night had been hot, too. I knew we weren’t talking about it, I got the feeling he regretted it and would rather have forgotten it, but I couldn’t get it out of my head.
“I’d fuck him,” Andre announced. “Just sayin’.”
“Weren’t you convinced he was a top?” I asked.
“Yeah, so he’d fight me for it,” Andre explained. “Imagine him flushed and panting, tangled up in the bed sheets, pinned down,finallygiving in—”
“Stop,” I said, squirming to adjust myself again. Dammit. “You shouldn’t, uh. Talk about him like that?”
Andre raised an eyebrow.
“He’s our friend.”
“Our hot friend,” Seth pointed out. “Don’t think I missed you calling him beautiful.”
“I didn’t say that,” I said, scratching the back of my neck. “Where the hell is he, anyway? How long does it take to pee?”
“He’s nervous,” Andre explained. “He’s had three full glasses of water since we got here.”
“You did say that,” Seth said, like a dog with a rope toy refusing to let the subject go. “Not in so many words, but it was what the words you usedmeant. You like our hot new friend.”
I bit my lip, taking Hayden’s phone back from Seth. I wanted to tell them. I wasburstingto tell someone that Hayden kissed me and I wasn’t sure where it was going before we’d been interrupted, but I wished it’d gone where itlookedlike it was going.
Because I did wish that. Seeing him today, when he’d finally relaxed, sealed that for me.
I wanted to have sex with Hayden Lewis.
Even if he was the boss’s son. Even if it was a terrible idea.
I hadn’t been this ridiculously turned on by a single person in so long I’d forgotten what it felt like.
But I couldn’t tell them, because it was Hayden’s secret as much as it was mine. If I swore them to secrecy I knew they’d keep quiet, but I’d still feel guilty.
“Okay, so, profile text,” I said as Hayden slid back into the booth we were occupying. Andre was a strong believer in eating before you went out, and I wasn’t about to argue with that.
“We’ve unanimously decided that you’re hot,” Seth said, grinning as Hayden went pink all the way to his hairline.
He was cute, too. In addition to being hot.
I actuallywantedto wake up next to him and smile sleepily and ruffle his bed hair.
Which wasintense, for me. I usually didn’t think far past the sex part.
“You know, if he can survive us, he can survive anything. Right, Wes?” Andre asked.
I was still thinking about profile text.
“Right,” I said absentmindedly.
“Tell them he’s on vacation,” Seth said. “No strings attached, no complicated emotional bullshit.”
“You love complicated emotional bullshit,” Andre pointed out.
“I’ve picked my complicated emotional bullshit man,” Seth said, pausing to sip his drink. “Don’t do it. Love’s a trap. I keep imagining this disgustingly cute future with him and I hate myself for it.”
I snorted, but a glance showed me that both Andre and Hayden had felt that hard.
