Best Man by Shelley Munro

Author:Shelley Munro
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: gay romance, sports romance
Publisher: Shelley Munro
Published: 2015-07-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Jesse found the photo pushed under the door when he woke the next morning. The accompanying note said the photo would appear in the Sunday paper.

“Fuck.” The four-letter word didn’t do justice to his feelings so he said it again. “Fuck!”

“What’s wrong?” Grayson said, appearing from the en suite with a white towel wrapped around his hips.

Jesse thrust the photo and note at him, his heart thudding and blood roaring through his head. One bloody kiss. Just one, and it was going to be the downfall of both of them. “They were pushed under the door. Someone saw us.”

Grayson studied the note then the photo. He grunted. “The picture’s grainy. Our faces aren’t clear. Don’t worry. The photo is dark and taken from so far away it’s difficult for anyone to say it’s us for sure.”

“They still have a photo,” Jesse snapped, his chest heaving hard while anger and fear swirled around inside. He clenched his hands to fists and released them when he realized he wanted to hit something.

“I’m sorry, mate. I didn’t think last night. Just wanted to touch you.” Grayson placed a hand on his shoulder, the heavy weight a comfort even though regret filled Jesse too. It was easy to blame Grayson for this but deep inside he knew the responsibility belonged to him as well. He could have said no.

“What are we going to do?”

“There’s only one thing to do. We laugh and deny everything,” Grayson said.

“Or we could tell the truth,” Jesse said, a wave of nausea tap-dancing through his stomach at the thought.

Grayson shot a sharp look at him. “No. As much as I hate hiding, I’m not keen on issuing the press with a statement either. The press won’t leave us alone if we come clean. All I want to do is concentrate on rugby and get through the Super 15 tournament without injury. I want to put my hand up for the All Blacks. Can’t do that with the press in our faces.”

“Do we tell Nolan and Cassie?”

“Nolan, at any rate. We’re meeting him for breakfast.” Grayson glanced at his watch before grinning at him. “Better hurry in the shower or else he’ll turn up here.” He grabbed Jesse and kissed him hard on the lips, his skin warm after the shower. “Don’t worry. It will turn out all right.”

Jesse sighed, his throat constricted with tension. Grayson didn’t believe that. He could see it in his lover’s eyes. No matter which way he looked at the problem, they were screwed.

* * * * *

“About time,” Nolan said. “I thought I’d have to kick your butts out of bed.”

Grayson and Jesse joined him at one of the tables set up in the ballroom to cope with the large number of guests.

“Problem?” Nolan asked after a swift look at their set faces.

Grayson glanced at Jesse and received an imperceptible nod. He pulled the letter and photo from his jeans pocket and handed the crumpled items to their friend.

Nolan took one look and cursed.

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