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“I’m not gonna ask you to wait any longer than it takes you to get back.”

“Good.” Remy licked his lips, and his eyes went hazy.

“Don’t drive too fast, okay? We have all day.”

“All day,” Remy repeated. “Yeah. I won’t. Okay.” He shook his head, as if to clear it, and then shouted, “Lil, let’s get moving. Don’t want you to be late for your flight.”

Jed had to laugh at that, and Remy laughed, too, and all of a sudden, Jed was left wondering how the hell e-mail and laundry were going to keep him occupied. He contented himself with pulling Remy over for a kiss to the side of his head as he walked by and was rewarded by an intake of breath that set his heart pounding.

He was going to need another round of meditation and maybe some yoga while Remy was gone, that was for sure.

Several hours later, Jed was folding a load of laundry in the pantry that connected the garage to the house, telling himself it was actually easier this way and had nothing to do with wanting to see Remy the instant he came through the door. So he heard it when the garage door went up, his SUV pulled in, and the garage door came down again. He could tell that Remy was moving quickly to the door, which he practically bounced through.

“Hi,” said Remy, breathing a little hard.

“Hi.” Jed was already breathing faster, too, and they were still standing two feet apart from each other.

Remy kicked off his shoes and hung up his jacket. Moved toward Jed, and then he paused, hesitant.

“Uh, you wanna finish your laundry first?”

“No.” Jed took a step toward him, and before he was conscious of making a decision about it, he was telling Remy what was actually running through his head. “If I start kissing you in here, we may not make it to my bed. And that’s where I’d like you this time.”

“Right.” Remy blinked and then brushed past Jed and headed down the hall without another word, shedding his sweatshirt and shirt as he went. Jed followed, picking them up, and found Remy kicking off his joggers and briefs and throwing himself back on Jed’s bed, gloriously naked.

“It’s chilly,” Jed observed. Remy’s flat, tan nipples were pebbling, begging to be licked. Or bitten. Or both. “You should get under the covers.”

“I’m fine.”

But Remy scrambled under the duvet while Jed undressed, half turned away. He knew he was softer than Remy, and fuzzier all over. Being naked around his teammates on a daily basis was one thing. Taking off his clothes with Remy’s eyes following his every move, while Remy lay there propped up on one elbow, flawless against the white sheets, was another.

But Remy’s eyes were undeniably admiring, and that made it easier for Jed to finish undressing. He tossed his clothes over a chair and joined Remy on the bed, mirroring his position. Looking, but not touching.

Remy licked his lips and reached out his hand, running over Jed’s pecs and through the hair on his chest with a soft hum.

“What would you like?” Jed asked softly.

“Mmm. I like touching you.” Remy rested his hand briefly on Jed’s hip, then ran it up and down his side. “You’re so solid.”

“Not so solid as I used to be.”

“You feel pretty damn solid to me. I want to put my hands all over you.”

“What else?”

“I don’t know. I thought you kissing me was pretty hot. Can we start there?”

Jed wanted nothing more. He leaned forward and cupped the back of Remy’s head and took his lips gently, and then less gently as Remy moaned and rolled onto his back, pulling Jed with him. Then Jed was over Remy, boxing him in, his own erection just brushing Remy’s and drawing one of those soft little gasps out of Remy’s mouth.

Jed couldn’t get enough of that firm heat underneath him, the feeling of skin on skin. Of the rougher hair on Remy’s legs tugging against his. They kissed, and kissed, and kissed, Remy smoothing his hands up and down Jed’s back, writhing below him, while Jed murmured to take it easy, they had plenty of time.

“I don’t have plenty of time,” Remy panted when Jed pulled back to kiss down his neck and across Remy’s shoulder. “Come back, please. I want to feel you.”

“Like this?” Jed asked, feeling a little wild. He pushed himself further down on Remy’s body and took Remy’s left nipple gently in his teeth.

“Fuck,” Remy gasped, bucking. “Not what I meant.”

But he held Jed’s head in place while Jed licked and nipped and then moved to the other side. Remy moaned and cursed and finally said, “I need you to come back.”