Page 203 of Captivated
Nate coughed. “We weren’t doing anything particular.”
“Mm-hm. And I’m here because I’ve got some news.” He beamed. “Toby’s coming home on Saturday.”
Nate’s throat seized, and lightness suffused him. “Oh, that’s awesome. Robert must be so happy.”
“I’ve just got back from the hospital. Toby won’t be leaving the big house for a while, and he’ll need physio, but at least we’ll have him back where he belongs.” Teague’s eyes sparkled. “This calls for a party. I’ll talk to Robert.”
“How many guests we got arrivin’ on Saturday?” Zeeb asked as he returned to the porch.
“Seven. And that’s the second thing on my list. Butch is getting the Leather Barn ready for incoming, and he said he could use some help.” He looked Zeeb up and down. “Well, notyourhelp, cowboy, but Nate could lend a hand.”
“I can do that.” Nate smiled. “Have to earn my keep around here, right?”
“So I stay here and knit or something?” Zeeb remonstrated.
Teague shook his head. “Butch said you’re coming too. Not sure why, but hey, he knows what he’s doing.” He smiled. “And now I’ll leave you two to get back to whatever it was you weren’t doing.” He tipped his hat, then stepped off the porch and headed toward the creek.
“But we weren’t doing anything,” Nate protested. “Were we, Zeeb?”
Who seemed to have disappeared.
Nate went into the cabin. “Zeeb?”
“In the bathroom. I’m taking a shower,” he called out.
Nate frowned. “But you took one a few hours ago. Shouldn’t we be going to the Leather Barn?”
“We will—after my shower, okay?” His voice was muffled by the sound of running water.
Nate smiled to himself.Obviously a man who likes to be clean. Good to know.
He went over to the bathroom door. “Want some help? I could wash your back.” He grinned. “And any other bits you can’t reach.”
“I’m fine, thanks. Won’t be a minute.”
Nate gave a pout. “But you’re incapacitated. Let me help.”
“Goddamn it, I said I won’t be a minute, horny boy.”
“If I’m horny, it’s your fault,” Nate fired back. He chuckled.
Zeeb had nailed it. Sex was a whole lotta fun.
What made it even better was he got to experience it with Zeeb.
Zeeb hoped to God this was what hethoughtit was.
“We’re here,” he called out as they walked into the main area of the Leather Barn. “Butch?” A pause. “Sol?”
Crickets.
Nate gazed at their surroundings. “Where is everyone?”
“I have no idea,” Zeeb said truthfully. He grinned. “Teague said they had a lotta fun in here, the night Sol took his photos for the website. He must be one helluva salesman if he got Matt to strip offandlet Sol put his bare ass online.”
“Wait—that was Matt?” Nate gaped. “I’ve seen those pictures.” He cocked his head to one side. “I didn’t see you, though.”
“You didn’t see Paul either. We said no.” Zeeb shrugged, or as close as he got to shrugging without creating pain for himself. He shook his head. “A lot of kinky fuckers have passed through those doors since that night, your dad included.” He glanced at Nate. “That isn’t some kind of a slur, by the way, just tellin’ it like it is. They’re into kink. Period.”
