Chase laughs, “Dude, I’ve shared a dorm suite with him forfour years. You aren’t telling me anything I don’t already know. Hell, I’ve probably seen Hanlon’s dick more than you have.”
Beside me, a low, possessive rumble of jealousy emanates from Stone’s chest. He stands up and grabs my hand, yanking me off the couch with him.
“I’m going to remedy that right now.”
Stone pulls me down the hallway while I try to finish my conversation.
“Send me the dates you want to come out, and we’ll take care of the rest!” I’m actually really excited to see Chase, even if it’s just for a long weekend.
Stone ends the call for me and practically throws me onto the bed. His fingers hook into the waistband of my pants, and he starts pulling them down as he talks.
“I’m actually really surprised he took that so well, and it gives me hope that there are some people in our lives that don’t give a shit that we grew up together…but if that maneversuggests that he’s seen your dick more than me again, I will not hesitate to punch him in the face.”
“Down, boy,” I tease, running my hands over Stone’s biceps before trying to pull his shirt over his head. “It doesn’t matter what he sees. I only see you.”
“It matters when what he’s ogling belongs to me,” Stone fires back, throwing my pants and boxers on the floor.
“I belong to you, huh?” I ask, liking the sound of that.
“Every. Fucking. Inch.” He punctuates the sentence by flicking his tongue across my piercing. I think he likes it even more than I do.
Lacing my fingers together behind my head, I settle back to enjoy the show.
“Then by all means, use me for your pleasure.”
Chapter 35
Stone
“Logan, can we talk?” I ask my helicopter pilot after a mandatory meeting that the entire unit had to be present for after our shift ended at five.
We’ve been working around the clock because there’s a concern about our snowcats setting off avalanches while grooming the trails, so we’ve had to adjust the blasting schedule to accommodate the grooming schedule, which isn’t terribly abnormal, but it’s a pain in the ass.
Logan stops walking and turns to face me.
“What?” he asks shortly. His tone makes a few of our teammates turn their heads in our direction.
“Can we talkprivately?” I correct.
He stares me down for a solid ten seconds, debating whether he’s going to give me any more of his time, when he finally nods.
Our meeting was held in the main lodge because our office is too small to hold everyone when we’re all present, so Logan and I duck into a vacant conference room.
“I need you backon my team,” I tell him bluntly. “You know I’ve always assigned myself the toughest terrain and the worst conditions. Regardless of how much you hate me, you can’t deny that I try to protect this entire unit as much as I can, and Deacon’s not as confident in the weather that’s coming our way.”
“Hate you?” Logan snarls, ignoring my comment about Deacon. “Stone, I don’thateyou, you blind-ass idiot.”
“Yeah, well, that sentence doesn’t do much to convince me otherwise,” I tell him.
Logan’s eyes follow the movement as I cross my arms over my chest, and he blows out a breath before taking a step toward me, forcing me back against the wall.
“Stone, why do you think I still showed up that night even though I knew it was you on the hookup app?”
“To fuck with me,” I say automatically.
“And why do you think I’ve flirted with you and have tried to get you in my bed every night since then? Why do you think I’ve kept your secrets? Why do you think I’m so fucking pissed about your fling with Hanlon?” His questions come rapid fire, and I don’t have a chance to answer him before he’s doing it for me. “Because I’minlovewith you, you fucking asshole. I have been for a long time, but I didn’t think you were into guys. Then you show up as a match on that stupid app, only to turn me down before even giving me a chance.Thenyour fuckingbrothershows up on the scene and theone guythat shouldn’t be my competitionat all, somehow ends up in your bed. So, no, Stone. I’m not rejoining your team. It’s all I can do to stay sane while your scent permeates the office. Since your precious boy-toy is attached to your hip, I need to keep my distance.”
I feel a mix of a lot of things, but the first item I address is his assumption about Hanlon andme.
