Grumpy Boss Trouble
HIL
As I pull into Snow Tip Falls, there is nothing about it that makes me want to stay. It’s a beautiful small town, but if you stop running, your problems have a way of catching up with you.
But then tragedy strikes, and suddenly I find myself wanting to help. And when the person needing help is a chiseled football player with brooding eyes, dimples, and an endless desire to protect me, I’m reminded of the other purpose of my trip, to have a one night stand that finally rids me of my gay v-card.
I know why I haven’t lost it yet. Guys confuse me. Cali isn’t confusing, mostly because he doesn’t say much. Maybe he’ll be the one. And if I get his rippling, jock body wrapped around me, it will totally be worth the heart break that will follow when he finds out who I am and what I’ve done.
CALI
You know how some people are rays of sunshine that light up a room? That’s Hil. Man, it’s annoying. Annoying or not, it’s not like I can refuse his offer of help if I want to stay in university, or on the football team.
It’s not that he’s hard to look at. That guy makes me think dirty thoughts.
And, it's not like he isn’t the sweetest, kindest guy I’ve ever met…
Wait, am I falling for the stranger who showed up out of nowhere wanting to fix my life?
There’s a reason I like to keep to myself. And as hot as Hil is, I’m not sure my heart can take being hurt again.
Reaching down, he took my hand. His warm flesh against mine sent a tingle that rippled through me. I wanted him. I'd never been more turned on in my life. But I also wanted to respect him. I didn't want to do anything that he wasn't ready for.
Because of that, I reeled in my desire. It nearly broke me, but I did. Still holding his hand, we entered the room. It was weird seeing Hil’s stuff scattered around my familiar space. I liked it. I couldn't have guessed how much.
“Do you have to head back to campus in the morning?” Hil asked as he hovered around his travel bag. “Yeah. But I’ll be back early to help Mama settle in.”
“I'll make waffles.”
“I would like that. I think Mama would enjoy that too,” I said, starting to relax. “We should probably head to bed. I'm thinking it's going to be a long day tomorrow.”
“Of course,” he said nervously.
Seeing how nervous he was, only made me want him more. I wanted to hold and take care of him. I wanted to protect him. And whether or not I admitted it, I wanted to slowly push into him, listening to his light moans as I did.
I turned away when I began to throb. I didn't know how I was going to do this. It was taking everything in me not to race across the room, scoop him into my arms, and throw him onto the bed.
“What's the matter?” he asked, lightly wrapping his fingers around my bicep from behind.
I could feel his body heat. My heart thumped needing him. Did he know what he was doing to me? Could he know what his touch was about to unleash?
