For Love and Money by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torquere Press
Published: 2013-11-11T06:00:00+00:00

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Deon stood at the stable door, watching Truck saddle up the big beast. “Are you sure about this, man?” The things a man did for love...

Truck looked over at him, eyes twinkling. “You managed the commercial, didn’t you? You made a fortune, didn’t you? You can learn to ride now. I like riding.”

Fucker. Just because he’d managed to come out twice a month during training camp, move a couple of shirts in. Didn’t mean he was going to learn to ride. You gave some people an inch and they took a mile.

Truck walked around the beast and nodded. “There. He’s ready.” Truck’s smile was warm. “You do this for me and I’ll make it worth your while.”

“You’re getting spoiled, having me listen to what you say all the time.” Truth was, Deon liked spending time with Truck, liked making him happy.

“I am. I plan to be way more spoiled in future, too.”

“Do you now?” He was about to be busy for the next few months. Really busy, if the team did as well as they’d been doing.

“I do.” There was a peace in Truck, an easiness that spoke volumes. They hadn’t set any dates or anything, but they knew whatever the details were, in the end they’d be together.

“You going to fly out to Washington and watch us play? I can get you box seats.” Like Truck was going to come all that way just to watch him play a game.

“You get up on this horse and I will be there with bells on.”

He blinked. “Really? You’d fly out to Washington State?” Shit, Truck was more scared of flying than he’d been of horses.

“You’ve never invited me to come before.” It didn’t sound accusatory, though -- Truck was just telling him like it was.

“No. I was stupid, scared some, and you have the flying thing.” If he was outed, though, better to be outed on a winning streak. It was easier to fire a loser. And he wouldn’t be the first in pro sports anymore. The world was fucking changing.

“They’ve got busses that go up the coast,” Truck noted. “Or someone could loan me their sexy little sports car and I could drive it.”

“Ooo. You did that you could stay in my hotel room...”

The wide-eyed surprise followed by pleasure in Truck’s eyes was more than worth letting someone else drive his baby. He was pretty sure it was anyway.

“I would be discreet,” Truck promised him.

“Shit, I know that.” Truck wasn’t stupid and neither was he, he was just tired of being scared all the fucking time of someone finding out he was in love with a guy.

Truck came over, still holding the reins, and one arm wrapped around his waist, Truck’s mouth meeting his in a kiss. “Thank you.”

“Yeah. Do I still have to ride the horse?” Surely this was big enough he could get out of having to ever go near the big, smelly beast again.

“You do. But you can ride me after.”

“I’ll like that way better,” he muttered under his breath.

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