The Air That I Breathe: The Game Series, #3.5 by Cara Dee

Author:Cara Dee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, brothers, incest, taboo, gay erotica, twincest, gay romance, sexual awakening, gay bdsm, cara dee

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I hid everything in the garage and came into an empty house that reeked of Reese’s body spray.

It made my stomach churn to know—to smell—that he’d recently been here to get ready for a date.

What if my instincts were wrong about the whole thing? What if he didn’t share the same confusion as me? Maybe he had nothing he wanted to figure out between us.

I swallowed hard and eyed the hallway that led to our room. Knowing him, there was a selection of shirts on his bed that he’d tried on and discarded before finding the right one. I didn’t wanna see it.

Fuck. I had to screw my head on right, didn’t I?

Perhaps I couldn’t read Reese as well as I’d thought.

I had to get out of here. If I stayed in this house while he was out with Brian, I’d lose my mind. I’d pace a hole in the floor and conjure scenarios that were so unlikely, I’d just give myself an ulcer. The realistic risk was bad enough.

Not bothering taking off my jacket and beanie, I hurricaned through the house and packed a bag for the pool. Trunks, bottle of Jack from Pop’s stash, pack of smokes he kept hidden, lighter, towel, body wash. Then I returned to the entryway, stuck my feet into my boots again, and left the house.

Snow mixing with rain in harsh winds—perfect weather for my mood.

Throwing the duffel over my shoulder, I started jogging down the street.

It would be just my luck if they’d installed better security at the pool since last year, though I highly doubted it. No one gave funding to this place anymore, not since they built a bigger complex next to the high school. These days, the only people who visited our local pool were old folks who did water aerobics, new mothers and their babies, and the occasional families on the weekends. The café had closed, the swimsuit shop had gone out of business, and they’d let most of the staff go. You didn’t need an army of lifeguards on duty to protect a twenty-five-yard pool with only four lanes and a single hot tub.

Once I reached the pool, I rounded the building to get to the staff entrance. Nothing had changed. The keypad box was right there next to the door, and I lifted it to grab the key. Then I unlocked the door, headed in, and punched in the security code to turn off the alarm. Done.

I drew in a deep breath and inhaled the smell of chlorine and neglect. How they hadn’t found mold here was more a matter of someone shredding paperwork than anything else. There was no way the place would pass a serious inspection.

The emergency lights were enough to guide me into the changing room, through the showers, and out into the pool area. A sense of relief at being here hit me at the same time as the humidity did.

There used to be two trampolines and a small stand for parents for when they’d hosted meets here.

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