“Thanks. I’m not sure I could have done it without you.”
“Psh. Of course, you could have. You’re Tobias fucking Moyer.”
“You know what else I am?” he asked, a child-like playfulness in his voice.
“What?”
“I’m yours.”
Chase smiled and leaned forward to kiss him, climbing on top of Tobias to take what was his.
He could do this forever.
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Morning came way too fast, but Chase couldn’t regret staying up all night with Tobias. Around three in the morning, they figured it would be easier to stay awake rather than to try to get sleep for two hoursbefore they had to be awake for the six a.m. class at Gym Rat Fitness.
Thankfully, it wasn’t a yoga day, so both Tobias and Chase could simply monitor everyone else’s workout.
To Chase, it was worth every yawn. After another round of steamy sex, they’d spent the night talking about anything and everything. Their hopes, their dreams, their plans for the future. Their regrets, their mistakes, their memories of the past. They’d left no stone unturned, and Tobias now knew Chase better than anyone else.
Armed with extra large, extra strong coffees, they unlocked the quiet gym together.
Chase wondered how Tobias still had enough energy to walk, since he’d played an entire sixty minutes of hockey the previous night.
While they were in the car, Chase had asked how Tobias managed to stay upright. He had answered succinctly. “I’m running on endorphins from the greatest night of my entire life.”
Chase was officially a goner. A schmoopy mess of a love puddle at the feet of Tobias Moyer. And he couldn’t be happier.
Since they were both running on fumes, they’d entered the gym later than usual, and members were walking in right behind them.
Riley and Josh were the first to break the bubble of quiet Chase had been enjoying.
“Tobias!” Josh shouted. “Did you see us in the stands last night?”
“I can’t believe you scored, man! That was freaking incredible!” Riley said.
Josh wrapped his arms around Tobias in a congratulatory hug once he reached him, and Tobias obligingly hugged him. Well, sort of. It was more like an awkward back pat.
“Yeah, it was pretty epic,” Tobias said, Josh still clinging to him like a limpet. If it were anyone else, Chase would have been jumping to claim his man, but Josh was harmless and head-over-heels in love with his bestie, Riley. Chase was so happy he didn’t have to be jealous whenever they were being cute, now that he could truly call Tobias his. “I heard you guys shouting before finding you in the upper level. I had no idea you were coming.”
“You kidding?” Riley asked, perplexed. “We wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Sophie hooked me up with a group of seats in the upper stands. I have like fifty texts from her about how happy her boss is after you gave her credit for getting you to play. Don’t be surprised if she sends you a fruit basket or something to thank you.”
“Tobias fucking Moyer, you crazy son of a bitch,” Cole shouted from the doorway of the gym. He stomped right up to Tobias. “Have you been playing pro hockeythis whole time in disguise or something? You played like you never left the game. It was sick, dude!”
Cole wrapped Tobias in a hug of his own, but he dropped it quickly, likely out of fear of Tobias killing him for daring to touch him.
He wasn’t surprised to see Garrett, Hunter and Carson walk in behind Cole, but his jaw dropped when Shawn entered as well, joining them at the front of the gym.
“Shawn? What are you doing here?” Chase gaped.
“You don’t think I’m gonna come in just to see you two after what happened last night?” Shawn asked.
“Seriously. Sure, the goal was great, but there was definitely some bigger news, you guys,” Garrett said as he held up his phone. “I present you with evidence Tobias Moyer is not a robot.”
Garrett pressed play and video of Tobias claiming Chase in a heated kiss in the Inferno locker room last night was displayed for all to see. Chase could feel the heat crawling up his cheeks, and Tobias’ were equally as red.
Once the video finished, the others stared at Chase and Tobias, likely waiting for some kind of confirmation.
