Hold my Reins: MM monster romance by TJ Nichols

Author:TJ Nichols [Nichols, TJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

fifteen

If Rox didn’t hurry the fuck up, Beastly Brewhouse was going to be closed before he got there. He hadn’t wanted to go around in his sweaty, oil-stained clothes, so he’d stopped by the motel to shower and change first, which had added twenty minutes to his turnaround time.

He did not want to abuse the privilege of being able to stare at the piano by turning up at closing and expecting to be let in, no it was better to turn up in a timely manner before closing and play, or attempt to, while Lynck cleaned up.

Lynck had texted yesterday to say that it was fine for him to play while he closed and that he was looking forward to seeing him again. Rox hadn’t been willing to wait another day, so even though he expected to play like shit, at least there’d only be an audience of one, and Lynck wouldn’t make fun of him.

He walked through the open door, and his cheeks burned at the sight of Thursten behind the counter, and he wanted to turn around and walk out. They hadn’t exactly been quiet yesterday morning, and they’d both needed a shower after grinding together until Lynck spilled over his belly and chest. It looked as though six guys had come on him—and that was after Lynck had scooped up some cum and fed it to him.

Thursten smiled. “Greetings, noisy human.”

Yesterday, as Rox walked through the kitchen yesterday when leaving, Thursten had raised his oversized mug of coffee and said much the same thing.

He wasn’t that noisy.

“Hey.” He wanted to die. “I thought Lynck was going to be here.” He wasn’t playing for a stranger.

“He’s doing dishes out the back, but I’m sure he knows you’re here.” Thursten nodded at the piano. “It’s all yours, but I can’t promise that it’s in tune.”

“Thanks.” Rox walked over and put his bag on the floor. He’d brought a folder of music with him, even though it was pretty pointless. If the piano was out of tune, even more so.

He sat and, for several seconds, did nothing more than stare at the keys. Even though Lynck was working, Rox hoped that he’d come out and say hello. Perhaps not being distracted by him was part of the agreement, and if Rox’s playing stopped him from doing his job, then piano privileges would be over.

His eyes prickled, and he blinked a few times.

No, he wasn’t upset because Lynck was doing dishes. He hadn’t played since the funeral, and all those emotions that he thought he’d outrun had found a crack and were flooding in and filling him up. Again.

He pressed his palms to his eyes. This was ridiculous. He was past this. It had been over six months.

Longer since he’d heard her play.

A warm hand touched his shoulder, and he jumped.

Lynck crouched next to him. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, fine.” Clearly, he wasn’t.

“I thought you wanted⁠—”

“I do.” Which explained the tears. He sniffed and drew in a breath. “I want to play…” he couldn’t even explain how he felt.

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