Hat Trick Read online Eden Finley (Fake Boyfriend #5)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Fake Boyfriend Series by Eden Finley
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Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 104498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
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It can’t be.

Yet, when Soren calls out my name and lifts his arm to reach behind him and wrap it around my neck, it’s even easier to put that confusion aside and let go.

I get lost in him.

Drowning in his body.

In everything Soren.

Which is why what we’re doing is so dangerous.

Chapter Fifteen

Soren

Jet and I pull ourselves out of bed midafternoon, and that’s only because our stomachs rumble with hunger.

After almost an entire day in bed with Jet, walking around the island without touching stings a little.

“Hey, do you think Joni and Ema gave the other guys condoms too?” Jet asks. “We’re gonna run out. We should sneak into their rooms and steal them.”

“That won’t be suspicious if they go missing.”

“They probably don’t even know they’re there. They wouldn’t have looked. They’re all committed and lovey and crap and most likely go bareback.”

I have to smother a moan because the word bareback coming out of Jet’s mouth should be illegal. “Are you proposing we Mission Impossible them out of there? You know what we could do?”

“What?”

“Ask Joni and Ema if they have any more.”

“Well, that sounds a lot less fun, but okay.”

The island is quiet again, and I wonder if everyone went to the mainland with Matt and Noah or if they’re all in their rooms having an afternoon nap.

We enter the main house, and Ema immediately comes down from upstairs. I wonder if they have some sort of sensor when someone’s approaching or if Joni and Ema have ninja senses.

“I thought you boys might have gone to the mainland seeing as you’ve been absent all day.” She says this with a warm smile, but I can hear the inquisitiveness too. Where have you been?

“We’ve been hanging out,” Jet says. “Our appetites brought us out of hiding.”

“What would you like to eat?”

“Anything,” I say. “I could eat a horse.”

“Leave it to me,” Ema says and goes into the kitchen.

Jet leans in. “I have something you could eat that’s as big as a horse’s.”

I snort. “I need actual food.”

“Hey, cum is totally full of protein.”

A loud crashing sound comes from the kitchen.

“I reckon she heard me,” Jet says.

“You know, your brother didn’t seem entirely opposed to the idea of us. And clearly, Ema knows something’s going on. Ollie and Lennon know. Maybe we should tell the other guys?”

If Jet’s face is anything to go by, he doesn’t like that idea. “Is there really any point? You don’t think when we go back to our normal lives they won’t give us sympathetic stares and do the whole ‘How are you doing since the big breakup?’ And no matter how many times we tell them it wasn’t a breakup because you need to be in an actual relationship to break up, that they won’t still look at you like ‘Aww, poor baby is heartbroken.’”

“That’s an oddly specific scenario.”

“I just don’t see the point.”

“Uh, so that when they do find out, I don’t get my ass kicked by the entire offensive line of the Chicago Warriors?”

Jet makes a “pfft” noise. “Three guys is hardly the entire offensive line.”

“Oh, sure, because three NFL players aren’t scary on their own. Plus, Noah. Plus, maybe Maddox. Damon would have to stay neutral because Matt and I are both his clients. If we’re up front about it, there’ll be a lot less backlash than if they find out another way.”

Jet hesitates, and I wish he’d tell me why he’s so reluctant. I should be the reluctant one. It’s my ass that’s going to get kicked.

“I’ll think about it,” he says.

I guess that’s all I can ask for.

After lunch, we go our separate ways to get changed into our swim trunks and casually meet at the pool at separate times in case anyone is there.

They’re not.

“Mmm, got the whole pool to ourselves.” Jet waggles his eyebrows.

“Hey, you’re the one who doesn’t want anyone finding out about us, so you need to keep your hands to yourself. Any of them could come by at any minute.”

“Fine. If that’s the way you’re gonna play.” Jet drops his towel on a pool chair.

I expect him to jump right in, but instead, he stares at me with a gleam in his eye. He unties his board shorts and shimmies them down his thighs, revealing teeny, tiny Andrew Christian pride bikini bottoms.

“You did that on purpose.”

“Did what?” With a practiced innocent look, Jet bends over to pick up the bottle of sunblock he brought with him.

“You’re a fucking tease,” I growl.

“You love it.”

I do, but that’s not the point. “I love it when I can do something about it, not—” I stare down at my hard cock.

Jet laughs as I rearrange myself, and he applies sunblock. That makes my predicament even worse.

“You know, I totally thought you’d be out of steam after last night and today, Big Daddy.”


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