Cold War by Keira Andrews

Author:Keira Andrews [Andrews, Keira]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBT; Contemporary; Sports
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2014-02-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“All right, boys! Wakey-wakey, shakey-shakey.”

Dev grinned as he rubbed a towel over his head. “Morning, Bailey.” Although they’d made up, he was still relieved to see her back to her normal self.

Andrew bolted up in bed, eyes wide. He sputtered. “What? Bailey! I…you can’t just burst in without knocking! I could have been naked.” He pointed to Dev. “He is naked!”

Bailey waved her hand dismissively and flopped into one of the visitor chairs. “I’ve seen it all before. When we were first starting out, we used to share hotel rooms at competitions to save money. My parents could barely afford to pay Louise, let alone all the other costs. Besides, we spend hours every day touching each other. I’m comfortable with Dev’s junk.”

“But…” Andrew trailed off.

“Would it make you feel better if I got dressed?” Dev asked with a smile.

“Yes! It would.” Andrew blushed and slumped back under the covers.

“Okay, while Andrew clutches his pearls, let’s discuss the fact that today’s the day. Or should I say, tonight’s the night. Opening. Ceremony. We’ve got practice today, and then it’s fun, fun, fun tonight.”

As Dev stepped into his boxer briefs, Andrew escaped to the bathroom. Dev shook his head. “You’re going to give that poor kid a heart attack.”

“He’s at the Olympics. He’s playing with the big boys now. Speaking of which…” She leaned forward in the chair, elbows on her knees as she lowered her voice. “There’s something else I need to know about your little dalliance. Now, knowing you the way I do, I have one question. Is Mikhail Reznikov a bottom?”

It was Dev’s turn to blush, and heat shot through him as memories filled his brain—Misha on his hands and knees, the feel of his tight ass, his ankles up to his ears as Dev pounded him—

“Wow.” Bailey whistled. “He must be quite a bottom.”

The shower was running now, but Dev sat on the chair next to Bailey and kept his voice down. “I could write songs about his ass.”

Bailey’s eyes widened and she grinned. “I never would have thought. I never even thought he played for your team.”

“Me either! But he does. He really, really does.”

“I’m torn between wanting every single detail and wanting to bleach my brain at the thought of you with him. He’s just so…so…I mean, obviously he’s gorgeous. I have eyes. But he’s always seemed so uptight.”

“I know. But Misha’s not like that at all when you get to know him.”

Her eyebrows shot up. “It’s Misha now, is it?” She sat up straight. “Wait…you haven’t…you don’t…”

Dev had to look away.

She gasped. “Oh. Em. Gee. You like him.”

“I don’t know how it happened! I can’t help it! My hands were tied! Not literally—that didn’t happen. But it doesn’t matter. We’re done. It was temporary insanity, and it’s over.”

“Right.” She bit her lip. “Not just because of me, right? I don’t want to be an asshole. Am I being an asshole?”

“No! It’s because of me. Because we have the biggest competition of our lives starting in two days, and I can’t allow any distractions.

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