Luca (Gentlemen of the Emerald City Book 1) by L.A. Witt

Author:L.A. Witt [Witt, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642301137
Published: 2021-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Ethan

My knee was throbbing like a motherfucker. If it kept up, I might have to see if the team doc was still in town, and if not, go see my own doctor. It was probably nothing, but now was the time to address possible injuries. Waiting until the season started meant finding out that annoying ache was actually the beginning of something worse, and hockey was real good at making that something get worse.

I’d give it a day or so. For now, ice and Aleve and hope for the best.

Even that irritating throb couldn’t quite hold my focus tonight, though. Not with Luca dozing beside me with his head on my shoulder.

I hadn’t had a boyfriend in a long time, and I didn’t have one now. What I did have, though, was someone who—even if he was here for the money—wasn’t in a hurry to leave my bed. I didn’t care about our arrangement or anything else right now. I loved having someone next to me. I suspected we’d eventually drift apart when it got too hot or some muscle twinge demanded a change of position, but for right now, I just lay there enjoying the warmth of another man’s body.

Closing my eyes, I stroked Luca’s hair while he slept.

Sooner or later, I’d need to find someone who was here because he wanted to be with me. There was only so long I could fill this gap with a paid stand-in.

But was that really what Luca was?

On paper, yes. He was an escort who’d agreed to spend time with me until the off season was over. He knew that. I knew that. There were no surprises.

In practice, though…

I didn’t know what the hell we were doing. Or rather, I didn’t know what the hell I was thinking. Because there were times when it was genuinely difficult for me to reconcile what we’d agreed to do with what we were doing.

The conversations were so easy. We enjoyed the same movies and food. The sex was, of course, amazing. Fake or not, everything about this felt more and more real, and it felt good.

I carded my fingers through his hair. Beside me, Luca murmured in his sleep and stirred, then stilled with a long sigh. I couldn’t resist, and I kissed his forehead. It was a bad idea. Everything I did that made this more affectionate or intimate was a bad idea, but I just couldn’t fucking resist because it felt so damned good.

So the question was, did this mean I was getting too close to Luca? Or was it a bright, glaring neon sign that I needed to stop fucking around and actually find a boyfriend?

I had a feeling the answer was yes. To both questions.

Okay, I can’t get too close to Luca.

After this season is over, I need to start looking for a boyfriend.

Sighing into the darkness, I rested my hand in the middle of Luca’s back.

So where do I find a boyfriend like you?

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