The Nature of the Game by Amy Aislin

Author:Amy Aislin [Aislin, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Stick Side #2
Publisher: Amy Aislin
Published: 2019-05-06T18:30:00+00:00

After lunch, they tackled Ash’s living room, moving the couches and coffee table back into position, the bed and dressers into the bedroom, the desk and office chair into the spare bedroom.

“I swear if I break my back on this,” Ash huffed as they carried a four-drawer dresser into the bedroom, muscles laboring, “I’m gonna kill you.”

“Me?” Dan huffed back at him. He’d changed out of his fashion magazine clothes and into shorts and a T-shirt, and his biceps strained again the black fabric. “It’s your stuff.” He grunted and sweat dampened his curls.

He probably had no idea how damn good he looked.

Distracted, Ash rammed his elbow into the bedroom doorjamb. “Ow, fuck.”

Speaking of fuck, with Dan’s hair clinging to his forehead and his mouth open as he breathed roughly and the sweat dripping down his temple and—

“Ow, fuck.” That was his heel hitting the doorjamb now.

“Are you even paying attention?”

They were both flushed with heat despite the air conditioning and irritable despite the full bellies.

“Fuck you,” Ash grumbled.

“Fuck you,” Dan retorted. “Watch the bedpost! Seriously, it’s like you forgot where everything is in your own home.”

“Stop for a sec. I need to reposition my hand.”

The glare on Dan’s face would kill a lesser man. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“There. Done.” God, his fingers ached. He had practice in a couple of hours too. How was he supposed to hold his stick?

His stick. He chuckled to himself. Likely he wouldn’t be able to hold that stick either. Oh well. He could go a day without a jerk off in the shower, right?

He glanced again at Dan.

Then again, maybe not.

“How did you get this out there by yourself in the first place?” Dan asked.

“Adrenaline?” Finally they made it to the other side of the room. “Bend with your knees.”

“No shit, genius.”

The dresser finally back in its original spot against the wall perpendicular to the bed, they straightened with groans and creaking knees, stretching their fingers out.

“God.” Dan flopped onto the bed, arms akimbo, legs hanging over the end, and blinked at the ceiling. “Everything hurts.”

Ash collapsed next to him. “Thanks for the help.” Thanks for being here. Facing the semi destruction of his hometown was somehow less unsettling with Dan here. He still couldn’t believe that Dan had come. Out of his own free will. To be here for Ash, he’d said.

“We’ll tackle your backyard tomorrow.”

“Don’t you have to work?” Dan had told him on the flight over that he still had to check in with his boss every once in a while.

Dan gave a low grunt. “I’ll get some work done in the morning,” he said, his words slurring, “and come back in the afternoon to help. ’S why I’m here anyway.”

“Is it?”

“Mm.”

Why was Dan really here? As friendly support, like he’d said? Some other reason? Was he expecting something from Ash? At the airport this morning, he’d told Alex that he was heading to Tampa to try out Westlake’s office, the one in Burlington having not worked out for him.

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