I don’t like the thought of Hanlon so far out on his own, but if this is going to work, I have to trust that he’s a capable adult. Because I can’t have it both ways. Either he’s an adult and can make his own choices—which includes being with me—or he isn’t, which means he should be chaperoned on the mountain,andI’d need to put an end to things between us.
Since I’m not willing to do that, I sit on pins and needles for the next two hours until he comes walking through the front door.
“Clark Kent!” Logan shouts. “Glad you’re back. Thought your brother was going to start chewing through the desk.”
“Logan, shut the fuck up,” I snap.
“What? I think it’s cute…all that brotherly love after years of silence.” Hanlon and I share a look while Logan keeps running his mouth. “You boys coming to the Christmas party at Summit tonight?”
“I didn’t know there was one,” Hanlon says casually, taking his jacket off and hanging it on the coat rack.
“Oh yeah, the resort really goes all out for us. It’s all the employees, but we get the whole restaurant to ourselves. It’s catered with an open bar. Pretty ballin’ actually.”
I hadn’t mentioned it to Hanlon because I was hoping to spend tonight with just him.
Ever since getting him off, I’ve kind of become dependent on it. His pleasure is consuming my thoughts.
“Sounds fun,” Hanlon says noncommittally, but of course, Logan reads into it.
“Awesome! So, I’ll see you guys there? Stone never comes, so the rest of the team is going to be stoked!”
Hanlon flashes a wince at me and mouths, ‘Sorry.’
As long as he’s there with me, it could be fun. Even if I won’t be able to touch him the way I want to.
No sooner doI step into the shower than my bathroom door opens and Hanlon appears, grinning through my glass shower door.
“Thought you might need some help cleaning the hard-to-reach spots,” he says adorably, taking his glasses off and setting them on the counter.
It’s impossible to tell which look is hotter. I don’t think I’ve seen him without his glasses on the entire time he’s been here, butChrist, without his glasses, his cheekbones really stand out. His eyes pop more as well, but I think maybe that’s because I can see his eyebrows now?
“What? Do I have something on my face?” he asks.
“Oh, uh, no. I just don’t think I’ve seen you without your glasses in a while.”
“Well, here I am,” Hanlon says with a smile, fluttering his eyelashes as he opens the shower door and steps inside.
I want to kiss him, so I do.
Grabbing the back of his neck, I pull his mouth to mine, slamming our chests together. He grips my hips, and the simple contact makes my head spin.
Hanlon kisses like a fucking porn star.
Fully confident. Perfectly messy. Talented tongue. And lots of it.
My dick springs to life, and I can’t believe it. I’venevergiven this much thought to sex. I’ve never come this many days in a row. I’ve never been so utterly smitten with someone, either.
My dick pokes Hanlon in the stomach, and he chuckles against my mouth.
“I fucking love that you want me so much, but we don’t have time. It’s almost six.”
“The fuck did you get in this shower for then?” I yell, making his smile widen.
“Because I like to look at you naked.”
I playfully smack my forehead against the shower wall.
“You’re going to kill me,” I groan.
