Tough Luck by Annabeth Albert

Tough Luck by Annabeth Albert

Author:Annabeth Albert [Albert, Annabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Gay / Lesbian / LGBT
Published: 2021-12-31T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-Two

Danny

“I have blisters.” My tone was more brag than complaint, but Cash simply snorted.

“Are you looking for me to kiss them?” He didn’t seem eager to move from where he’d sprawled in a wooden deck chair next to the outdoor bathtub. Yawning, he swirled the ice in the large mason jar of tea in his hand. We were both tired after finishing the porch repair, which had occupied the past few days, but I was rather triumphant.

“I have other things for you to kiss. Later,” I said airily. “And we built a whole porch. These are like…trophies.”

I inspected my hands, stretching out in the long, old-fashioned tub. The water was more comfortably warm than piping hot like in the main suite back in my house, but I liked this setup far more, mainly for the company.

“War wounds.” Cash shook his head. “I’m telling you, a person like you could have been a SEAL. You’re tough, and you don’t run from dirt or scars.”

“Pretty sure you’re the first person to call me tough.” I managed a laugh, but my feet tensed against the bottom of the tub. “Danny Love is an iconic nerd, remember?”

“Coulda fooled me.” Giving me a lazy smile, Cash rolled his shoulders and neck. “Is it terrible I’ve never seen an episode of either of your shows?”

“No, it’s wonderful.” I kicked my feet, sloshing water onto the rocks below. “And you’re only fooled because you haven’t seen me in glasses. Speaking of, I need to rotate my contacts later. We kicked up a ton of dust earlier.”

I was getting low on my disposable lenses because, like usual, I’d forgotten to renew the prescription, but Cash didn’t need me fretting over another screwup on my part. The way he always bristled when I talked badly about myself made me warmer than the rapidly cooling water. He thought I was tough. I’d savor that awhile.

“We did good.” Cash had done most of the work with the power tools, but we’d made a solid team with me holding boards in place and staging things for him. “You earned your soak.”

“I did. I like this way of getting clean.” I flicked water in his direction before curving my fingers to beckon him over. “You should try it.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” He dodged the water droplets but otherwise stayed seated, apparently not tempted by my invitation. His hair was still damp from a lightning-fast shower he’d taken to rinse off. He hadn’t bothered with a shirt, making him sexy as fuck in the late afternoon sun as he laughed, little crinkle lines around his eyes. “Think I last took an actual bath at like seven. Soon as I could run a shower myself, that was easiest, I guess.”

“That’s sad.” I resolved to get him in this tub before our stay ended

“Eh.” He took a long sip of tea. “It was what it was.”

“Do you ever think about going back home?” I asked. Personally, I hated when I had to deal



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