Despite lasting through five of Nicholas’s laughs in the spa, the kiss ended far too quickly.
Sebastian sat up, grinning, his hands holding on to me. “We should do this again.”
It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but then again… his kiss made it more than clear that while he might not be ready to say it, his feelings were similar.
I forced myself not to overthink it.
We quickly showered in the changing room to wash off anything we shouldn’t bring back into the hot tub. He pulled meright under the stream with him, his fingers running over my body—not in a sexual way, but to help me rinse everything off. He kissed me again under the water, wrapping his arms around me as if we could melt into each other if we just tried hard enough.
A minute later, we slipped back into our swimming trunks and headed for the door.
“I’ll handle it if they make snarky comments. You can just sit back and be my boyfriend, okay?” He took my hand, lacing our fingers together, and pushed the door open, leading me back to the hot tub.
The four pairs of eyes took us in right away. Their conversation ended abruptly as they all tried not to smirk too obviously. Only the sound of the jets bubbling through the water filled the room.
“Sorry it took us so long,“ Sebastian said, stepping into the hot tub, still not letting go of my hand.
I followed his lead and sat down next to him.
“So, who peeked at us?” he asked bluntly.
My face flushed, but I wasn’t the only one. Jack turned red like a tomato, and it didn’t help that the other three were all staring at him.
“In my defense, you could’ve used one of the trillion rooms in this building,” he said, holding his breath—before we all burst into laughter.
“You should’ve seen his reaction when he closed the door,” Jason said. “As if he had never seen a naked man before.”
“Come on, it’s not like I run into others having sex every day. This was a first, even for me,” Jack defended himself.
“Didn’t you see them kissing at the airport?” Jason asked.
“Kissing is not the same as?—”
“Actually, you should be quiet,” Jason interrupted him. “We know what you two did in our movie theater last year.” He pointed at Jack and Noah.
Noah’s mouth fell open wide. “You know?” He looked at Jack. “Did you know they knew?”
Jack’s face turned even redder. “Yeah. Jason couldn’t stop teasing me about it for weeks.” He yanked his hand up and aimed his index finger at Nicholas and Jason as if it were a sword. “But you’re one to talk. You did it too while we were at it.”
“This is my house. I can do it here whenever I want.”
“My Love,” Nicholas chimed in. “You know as well as I do that we aren’t innocent either.”
“What do you mean?” Jack asked.
Jason turned red, too.
Jack’s head snapped forward. “What does that mean?”
“Come on, tell them,” Nicholas said, nudging his husband’s shoulder.
“Youtell them,” Jason shot back.
“Well,” Nicholas said, clearing his throat. “Remember last year at the bonfire when I lost my car keys, and you gave us yours so we could pick up the spare? Well, we also got a little… excited… in your backseat…”
“I fucking knew it,” Jack laughed, turning to Noah. “I told you, the car smelled like sex.”
“You did. I remember. But I don’t think it matters. We’re all just men here, enjoying time with our partners.”
Sebastian leaned toward me, never taking his eyes off the others. “This is so much fun.” His head bumped against mine. Instead of moving away, he let it rest and took in the heated conversation.
The noise began to build, scratching at the back of my head, when a soft melody mixed in and slowly took over. It was almost imperceptible, but I could hear it, even with the earplugs.
What Seb hummed wasn’t anything we had worked on, nor did I recognize it as one of his favorite songs. It sounded more like he was improvising, going with whatever came to mind.
My entire focus shifted to Sebastian. His voice carried me to a place of bliss where the noise faded into the background.
But this was more.
The song he hummed made all the hairs on my body stand on end. He probably didn’t even realize what he was doing. This melody was going to be our next song—the hit we had been trying to write for the past few days.
