Winterball by Holley Trent

Author:Holley Trent [Trent, Holley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mm, m/m, gay romance, erotic romance, Den of Sin
Publisher: Holley Trent
Published: 2014-10-28T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Fuck.

Bart had hoped to scare Evan a little—send him running back downstairs to find some woman to spend the night snuggled into the bosom of. He’d pulled no punches, and gave the man everything he would have given a potential long-term partner, minus the minor humiliation part. That was new. He was surprised Evan had done it. He’d laid there on the bed so nicely for him, and let Bart have his fill of looking at him.

Evan seemed unusually compliant. Either he was pulling Bart’s chain, giving Bart what he thought he wanted in that same misguided effort to keep him on the baseball field, or Evan just didn’t want to be in control. He wouldn’t go as far as to call Evan submissive. He was too mouthy. Bart wasn’t even sure he’d try to correct that if Evan were his.

If Evan were his.

Bart groaned and reached into the antique tub for the hot water handle.

Evan couldn’t be his. They were at a crossroads, and about to head out in two different directions. Bart had it on pretty good authority that Evan would be called up to the Majors soon, and Clint had agreed. There was interest from a few teams. The only reason Evan hadn’t been signed was because he didn’t handle substitutions well. He was stiff in front of other catchers, as if he feared they were watching him perform, judging him for it. It was all sports psychology. Fixable, but most team managers didn’t want to fix players. They wanted their products to come off of the assembly line functioning as intended.

Even if it weren’t for Evan’s career ahead of him, and the fact that Bart’s was practically over, there was the long-distance thing. Evan was a sexual person, and Bart couldn’t imagine he’d be faithful during a long season away.

He knew better than to get attached, so he’d do everything he could not to.

Damn. Evan was making that so fucking hard, because Bart did want to keep him.

Sighing, he turned on the showerhead and pulled the curtain closed. “Come on, Ev. Water’s hot.”

Evan padded in, still holding the hand towel against his belly. He tossed it beneath the sink and ducked behind the curtain. “Fuck, it’s blistering, man!”

Bart leaned back against the sink. “You know how to work the knobs, don’t you?”

“Come on. I figured you’d adjusted it for me. Made it nice.”

“You must have forgotten that I’m not nice.”

“Yeah, that’s what you want me to think. I know better, though. I think you even let me borrow your toothpaste once—last year, when we were down in the Everglades.”

“I’m certain that had far more to do with self-preservation than kindness. You’d eaten some crazy shit that night. God, what the fuck was it?” Bart closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Rooming with Evan, Bart had always felt half like a cranky old babysitter, and half like an ogling teenager. Evan was a special kind of train wreck.

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