Hot Route (Boston Blizzard Series Book 1) by C.L. Rose

Author:C.L. Rose [Rose, C.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-FIVE

BLAZE

It’s nine o clock on the dot when Tanner pulls up the driveway. I managed to get myself dressed and sneak out without running into Mads. I just don’t know how I’ll react if I see her right now. I’m not mad at her. She didn’t do anything wrong. But I’m definitely mad that I have no idea how to be the man she needs. And the thought of her finding someone else makes me absolutely sick to my stomach.

“How’s it going, bro?” he says as I climb into the front seat of his Tesla.

I run my hands down my face. “I don’t know how much you heard in the locker room earlier, but I’ve got a lot going on right now and it’s got me pretty fucked up.”

“I heard enough,” he replies cryptically, putting on his blinker as he leaves my complex and turns onto the main road. I still have no idea where we’re going, but I don’t even have the energy to ask for details. Tanner is a cool guy, solid teammate, and someone I trust. It’s not like he’s going to take me to a field and murder me. Plus, he said he could help me with my situation.

He’s also apparently not into small talk because we barely speak two words for the entirety of the twenty-minute ride.

I’m shocked as shit as he pulls into the parking lot of a place called Bliss. I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never been here. All I know is that its a luxury sex club with a hefty monthly membership fee.

And fuck me running. It seems that our pretty boy quarterback actually frequents this establishment.

Tanner pulls toward the gate, scans a card, and enters the back of the lot as it swings open. I might be having a stroke or something because I can’t come up with anything to say. Do I have five million questions? Fuck yeah, I do. Who wouldn’t? This unproblematic, private, mostly quiet regular guy gets kinky at a sex club in his free time. But instead of making an ass out of myself trying to put my thoughts into words, I follow Tanner silently as he gets out of the car and heads toward the entrance.

We walk to the desk, where a beautiful woman in a black dress waits, holding a tablet.

“Hello, Mr. Lake,” she says with stars in her eyes. That’s not a surprise. Tanner was voted Sexiest Man Alive last year and had a six-page spread in ESPN’s Body Issue.

“Hey, Cameron. This is Mr. Beckham. He’s my guest this evening. He’s just here to watch.”

Uhhh, come again? Watch what now?

She turns to me. I’m still standing silently, eyes wide like a kid who just got caught with his dad’s titty magazines. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Beckham. I’ll just need to see some identification. Since you won’t be participating this evening, we won’t need proof of a clean STI screening, but if you decide you’d like to go into a room, we’d need that first.

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