Played to Death by Meg Perry

Author:Meg Perry [Perry, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction, Fiction, Gay, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, Genre Fiction, Lgbt, Gay Fiction
Amazon: B018RJHFXA
Published: 2015-12-13T16:00:00+00:00

Scott

Scott woke up slowly the next morning, smiling at pleasant memories - until he tried to move. “Ow ow ow.” Ethan had taken him rowing the afternoon before, and now every muscle in his body was screaming in agony. Ethan had supplied gloves, so he hadn’t blistered his hands. And he’d worn sunscreen, so he hadn’t gotten burned - but he was discovering muscles he didn’t know he had. And they were all painful.

He’d thought he was in pretty good shape. He’d kept up, from a cardio standpoint - which was probably why he’d rowed as long as he had. Clearly, running was not adequate training for rowing.

Why would it be? They were about as much alike as playing the cello and the trombone. Both were music, but the skills didn’t transfer.

Scott rolled to his feet with a groan. Maybe he’d feel better if he walked on the treadmill for a while. He pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, put on his running shoes and grabbed a bottle of water.

After a half-hour on the treadmill and a soak in the tub, he was feeling slightly better. He wrapped a towel around his waist and hobbled to the kitchen to get another bottle of water - and his phone rang. He picked it up, expecting the cops - but it was Ethan.

His heart began doing backflips. Scott mentally chastised himself. He really needed to get these physical reactions under control or Ethan would think he was an idiot.

He answered, trying to sound calm. Mature. Sexy. He figured he’d fail at all three. “Hello?”

Ethan’s voice was warm. It occurred to Scott that Ethan always sounded like he’d just been laughing. “Hey, how are you?”

“I’m great. After a hot shower, I can move without screaming.”

“Oh no. You’re that sore? Shit, I’m sorry. I should have stopped you.”

“Nah. I should have stopped myself. I had a great time yesterday. Thank you again.”

Ethan sounded pleased. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, in spite of the aftermath. Let me make it up to you. Are you busy this evening?”

Scott wanted to shout, “NO! NO!” Instead he said - mature, sexy - “No, I’m free. What did you have in mind?”

“Let’s go to dinner. Someplace small that no one else knows about, with great food and atmosphere, where we don’t have to dress up. A friend suggested Eugenio’s, but if there’s someplace you’d rather go, that’s fine too.”

Scott grinned. He hadn’t been there for months because Brent refused to eat there. “I love Eugenio’s. The food is fantastic.”

“That sounds perfect. Where is it?”

Scott gave him the address. “I’ll get a reservation for seven, if that’s a good time. It’s generally not necessary, but this way we won’t be disappointed.”

“Excellent. Seven is great. I’ll meet you there.”

“Okay, see you then.” Scott hung up and sucked in a breath, then did a ridiculous - and extremely limited - happy dance around his living room.

This would not do. He had to calm down. He got dressed, slowly climbed to his loft, and began to play.

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