Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Breck seemed to ease. “Yeah. He was designated driver… I like that guy.” He smiled. “He’s good for Tad. I hope they stick.”
“Me, too.” And Kai meant it. He’d known Scott for years, but he’d never seen him as happy as he was now, with Tad. “What about Ned?” he ventured next. “Did he bring a date?”
Breck coughed out a laugh. “Hell, no. That would’ve defeated his whole agenda for the night.”
“Ah. He likes to play the field.”
“Yeah.” Breck grinned, shaking his head. A very clear fondness emanated from his eyes.
Kai regarded him. “You two are close.”
“Since the start of high school.”
Kai did the math. College VIP out on the town with his closest friend. Both handsome as hell, getting overly drunk—no doubt, with a throng of equally inebriated women. “You two must’ve had quite a time juggling all the ladies.”
Shameless fishing, but Breck had just done the same.
Breck shrugged a little. “It’s easier to keep a low profile with this group of friends.”
Kai chuckled, determined to sound indifferent, even though his insides felt anything but calm. “And that means what, you scored slightly less than you typically would? On graduation night? I find that hard to believe. Or maybe you fuck even more than you drink, so it’s not all that special.”
Breck stiffened. “Bite me. I didn’t get laid.”
Kai quirked a brow. “Not even a quickie in the bathroom or something?”
“Oh.” Breck laughed sardonically. “You mean, like what you did with Scott?”
Kai stilled, then threw on a poker face. “That wasn’t what you thought.”
“Right.” Breck’s following laugh sounded strained. “’Cause there’s just so many things two guys can do in a stall.”
“I told you, I was showing him something.”
“Uh huh.” Breck leveled him with a look. “Something down your pants. Man, you were zipping up your fly. Correct me if I’m wrong but, aside from underwear, there’s only one thing down there. Something you said was exceptionally large and”—he made finger quotes—“exotic.”
Kai laughed, remembering Breck’s reaction. Deliciously exasperated. And so adorably flustered. He’d wanted to eat him up. “While what you’re assuming it was is all those things, what I was referring to wasn’t that.”
Breck’s expression said ‘do I look like an idiot?’
Kai smiled, amused, and shook his head. “It’s a tattoo.”
Breck stilled. Then lifted his brows. “Wait. Are you serious?”
Kai grinned. “I offered to show you.” He reached for his waistband. “And that offer still stands.”
Breck shook his head, tamping a laugh, and averted his gaze.
Kai sighed dramatically. “Alas, your loss. It’s quite the masterpiece.”
“Uh huh,” Breck mumbled. “A sight to behold.” His cheeks looked flushed.
Kai wondered if he was envisioning a peek down his pants.
His body tightened as he envisioned that, too. He could all but feel Breck’s smoldering gaze sliding over his dick...
Tugging on his collar, he reached for his tea. “What else did you do this weekend?”
Breck took another bite, but then frowned. “Went to my parents’,” he muttered, chewing. “That was fun.”
“You don’t get along?”
“It’s not that. My dad’s just… relentless. Like some nightmarish manager that I can’t fucking fire.”
Kai frowned. “My condolences.”
“Thanks.” Breck exhaled. And for a moment, it looked like he was going to vent. At the very last second though, he seemed to stop himself. “Anyway, then I hung out with Ned at the fitness facility. Playing racquetball.” His tone sounded grim. “Which was damn near as torturous as my visit with Dad.”
Kai laughed. “Why? I thought you liked sports.”
“Let’s just say I wasn’t feeling so hot.”
Kai frowned. He’d gotten drunk on Saturday, too? “Your poor liver.”
Breck shot him a glare. “Really? You’re gonna ride my ass like my old fucking man?”
Kai held up his hands. “I didn’t mean to offend.”
Breck clenched his jaw, then closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. “Sorry. I’m being a dick. I’m just… God, so stressed out all the time.” He met Kai’s gaze and feigned a half-hearted smile. “My liver’s great. It’s not that big of a deal.”
Kai nodded and resumed his meal.
Silence lingered. But then he sensed it; Breck’s tension dissipating as his headspace cleared.
His gaze slid back and settled on Kai’s face, those eyes like pools of chocolate reflecting the evening sun. Seeping in and filling Kai’s chest. Inundating his soul. Which shouldn’t make sense. Breck shouldn’t affect him so completely. But in this moment, Kai couldn’t find a reason to care. He’d relish the sensation while it lasted, then let it go.
Breck cleared his throat. “So, that guy you moved to New York with… Why’d he bail?”
Kai slowed in his chewing. Not exactly a subject he wanted to discuss.
“I mean, it doesn’t add up,” Breck continued. “Didn’t he know?”
“Didn’t he know what?”
Breck grinned and held his gaze. “That hot as fuck Japanese-Brazilians don’t come along every day.”
Kai quirked a brow. Put down his chopsticks. Cast him a look. “Are you fetishizing me?”
Breck stilled, then tensed all over. “Shit. God, no,” he sputtered. “I—”