Role Model--A Gay Sports Romance by Rachel Reid

Author:Rachel Reid
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2021-05-12T18:39:54+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Troy woke up first.

For a few wonderful moments, while his brain was still foggy with sleep, he was happy. He had Harris’s warm, solid bulk under his arm, and when he inhaled, he smelled apples.

Then reality set in.

He shouldn’t be in Harris’s bed, and he certainly shouldn’t have rubbed off on Harris last night. Shouldn’t have kissed him, shouldn’t have thrust into their joined hands. Shouldn’t have soaked Harris’s shirt with his release.

Troy was a monster. Harris was so good and sweet, and Troy kept feeding from him like a vampire.

Fuck, the things Troy wanted to do to him. He wanted to absolutely take him apart, but then he wanted Harris to be there for him when it was over. Comforting him. Caring about him.

Troy was so fucking selfish.

He nuzzled into Harris’s thick hair, breathing him in. Trying to memorize everything about this perfect moment before he forced himself to leave.

Harris let out a long, content sigh and wiggled slightly against him. His ass nudged Troy’s morning wood, causing a soft moan to escape.

“G’morning,” Harris slurred sleepily.

Troy jerked his hips away from him. “Hi.”

Harris placed a hand on Troy’s forearm and pressed it tighter against his chest. “I could stay here all day.”

So could Troy. He was utterly, wonderfully cozy and relaxed in a way he didn’t even think was possible for him.

Which was exactly why he couldn’t stay.

He retrieved his arm, then left the bed while he still had the willpower to do so. Harris rolled to his back and blinked at him, sleepy and confused. His hair was rumpled, and one side of his face was pink from where it had been pressed into the pillow. Troy wanted to eat him alive.

“You’re leaving?”

“Yeah. I, uh, I should get back to my own room. Y’know.” The last thing Troy wanted was for anyone on the team to know that he’d spent the night with Harris. For Harris’s sake, more than his own.

“Right.” Harris sounded dejected.

“So, okay. See you later, I guess.”

Harris sat up. “Are you sure we shouldn’t talk first?”

God, he looked so hurt. But the kindest thing Troy could do for him was leave.

“Nah. I’m gonna—” He pointed to the door, then after one last glance at Harris’s miserable face, left.

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