Heartbeats in a Haunted House by Amy Lane

Author:Amy Lane [Lane, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64108-326-3
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2022-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

“YOU’RE not second-best,” Cully mumbled now into Dante’s neck. “You’re first. How do you not know you’re first?”

He opened his eyes then and realized that he was in bed and talking to his pillow.

Oh, this was the fucking end. He rolled out of bed, his pubic hair sticking to his briefs because the come had glued it there, and he was past caring.

Dammit.

“We were having afterglow!” he shouted to the house. “We weren’t done talking. Goddammit! I’m not going to forget we kissed or that we came, you fucking worthless piece of stucco. Why couldn’t you let us hold each other?”

Oh, he was mad. He stomped out to the living room as he yelled at the house and came into the living room hoping Dante could hear him, Dante could find him, from his volume alone.

And then he got into the living room and screamed.

Dante hurtled from the hallway, looking frowzy and rumpled and frightened.

“Princess? What’s wrong? What—where’d the fucking couch go?”

Cully launched himself into Dante’s arms, not wanting to let him go, not now. “We kissed, right?” he demanded. “That was real. We kissed. We came in our shorts. It’s stuck there like glue and it’s rank and gross and I need a shower, but it happened. Right?”

“Right,” Dante murmured. “And then someone stole our couch. And our chairs. And our bookshelves.”

“Moving.” Cully took a breath and pulled back. “Moving. They told us they’d be moving us out a bit at a time.” Without releasing Dante’s hand, he pulled him toward the dining room, which was still there, by the way, with Cully’s shabby-chic contact-paper decorations and his beautiful pink enameled pots hanging from the rack over the stove.

And there, behind the table, was their calendar, Ryan Ramczyk still prominent, one more day x’d off in bold Sharpie with Kate’s initials in the corner—and a little heart, because she was Kate, Cully thought fondly.

His breath shuddered out of him, and he became aware of Dante behind him, arms wrapped around his shoulders. He allowed his spine to go soft and leaned back.

“It really happened,” he rasped.

“They’re working to move us,” Dante confirmed. “And you and me, we got seven days to take care of our shit.”

Cully gave him a stern look over his shoulder. “I, uhm, went first,” he said pointedly, but then he grimaced. “And that’s not fair. I’m pretty sure you were ready to go next, but, uhm….” His face grew warm.

“Things happened,” Dante said, voice dry. And then Dante shifted as he stood and Cully did the same thing. “So, uhm, Princess, I really want to, uhm, shower and change, but we are literally straddling the horns of a dilemma.” He thrust his groin, which was growing hard again, if Cully knew anything about the matter, gently against Cully’s backside.

Cully made a sound of frustration. They both wanted to shower, but if they split up to shower, the odds of them finding their way back to each other before the next morning were not great. And if they stayed in one place to shower, well, things might happen they weren’t ready for.

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