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“I like you too,” he said. “I’m sorry I wasn’t honest with you before. When we spent time together at Christmas, I was instantly attracted to you. But I’d just found out about Josiah a month before that. That’s why I moved here, and why I’ve been so guarded. He did a number on me.”

I wrapped my arms tighter around him happy to finally know why he’d avoided me all that time and pissed off that his ex could hurt him so bad he’d avoid getting into another relationship.A relationship.I’d never been in a relationship and never wanted to be, until right now. “You can trust me. Relationships might be new to me, but I’d never hurt you like he did,” I said and meant every fucking word. No hookup would be worth hurting Tig the way that asshole Josiah had.

In response, he squeezed me tighter and we stayed there until I was sure we’d be taking a cold shower soon. He turned off the water and handed me a towel while he dried himself off before wrapping the towel around his waist.

We walked back into his room and for a moment I wasn’t sure this was a good idea. If I stayed tonight everything would change and on one hand, we’d be closer than ever. But on the other hand, there would be that question now of what we were. Were we dating? Were we still just friends? Or would we be more?

Tig turned on the television at the end of the bed before flipping back the blankets. It was a basic king-sized bed, but it looked comfortable. “Go ahead and get in,” he said beforewalking over to turn out the light. “We both need a good night’s rest.”

His bed was so comfortable, and I snuggled in while I waited for him. He dropped his towel and slid in next to me. For a moment we lay there staring at each other before I moved in close enough to kiss him. “Good night, Tig.”

“Good night, Isaac.” He leaned in for another kiss and I was out like a light.

Sixteen

Tig

Isaac was out whileI lay there and stared at him with the light of the television. He was so young, and so much wiser and stronger than me. He never held back how he felt and as far as I could tell he wasn’t a liar. Unable to resist, I reached out andgently touched his face. “Please don’t let this be a mistake,” I whispered.

I awoke wrapped up in Isaac. Apparently, he was not averse to cuddling and had at some point grown a few more arms. His leg and arm were flung over me. His head was on my chest, and I could have sworn there was a little bit of drool under his lips. Running my hand down his back, I was torn between wanting him to get off me and staying in bed with him as late as we could get away with.

“We’re not skipping work,” Isaac mumbled.

“How did you know?” I asked as he wiped at the side of his mouth and looked at me with one eye that was barely open.

“Because I’m tempted too, but I like this job, and I don’t want to fuck it up. Roger’s counting on me,” he said before stretching so hard I would have sworn I heard his ligaments resizing themselves.

“Who’s Roger?”

“The old guy that’s training me. He’s getting ready to retire, and needs to show me how to do everything, so I don’t have to call him back to work anytime there’s an issue.”

“Sounds like it’s time to get up then,” I said and tried to act like I didn’t mind but deep inside I did. I enjoyed last night, and I wanted to spend more time with Isaac without the walls I’d spent so many months building.

“You shower and I’ll see what I can find in your kitchen,” he said before throwing the blankets back and reminding me I’d had a naked Isaac next to me all night and I fucking slept through it. He was lean but muscular with broad shoulders, andabs made from hard work. I tried not to stare at his dick but not only was it possibly the most perfect dick I’d ever seen it was also bigger than I remembered from last night, or maybe I was just now paying attention. And Iwaspaying attention. “You keep staring like that and neither one of us is getting to work on time,” he said with a smirk before slipping on his boxers and leaving me alone, wondering again why I wanted to wait for anything where he was concerned.

“I’m in so much trouble,” I grumbled as I walked naked to the bathroom and hurried through a shower. By the time I got out I could smell coffee and something delicious cooking. “What did you make?”

He stuck his head out the door to look down the hall to where I stood just outside the bedroom. “You’ll see. Get dressed and you can finish this while I shower,” he said, and I did as he asked. A short time later I walked out to where he had some eggs cooking and tortillas heating up in another pan.

“I’m making us breakfast burritos with the salsa and leftovers from last night,” he said before kissing my cheek and handing me the spatula. “Don’t let the eggs burn. I’ll be right back.” He hurried off to the bathroom and I forced my eyes away from his ass. “And stop staring at my ass.”

I turned back to the eggs before sneaking one last peek because damn. When the eggs were done, I loaded two tortillas with everything we’d cooked. I’d just put the second one together when Isaac came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“That smells so good,” he said before moving to the side and kissing my cheek then picking one up and taking a big bite. “We could almost skip lunch.”

“Nope. I owe you lunch so I’ll make us both sandwiches when we’re done eating.”

He looked at me with a happy grin. “Thanks, honey. I was just kidding about skipping lunch. That’s never gonna happen.”

“That was my second thought. I wouldn’t want you to get hangry on me,” I said and took a seat when I realized we were both eating standing up. He stopped chewing and gave me a serious look while taking a seat.

“Did Jack say something to you?” he asked and waited for me to answer.

“About what?”

“I get a little crazy if I get too hungry,” he said and took a big bite of his burrito.

“No, he didn’t say anything. I was just kidding about being hangry.” He looked down as he chewed before meeting my eyes.