Chapter 10

He pulled off his dirty T-shirt and tossed it into the laundry before taking a shower. He’d been looking forward to spending the day with Dustin, but after his verbal eruption in the truck, he’d been having second thoughts. Dustin had seemed horrified at the idea of doing anything sexual with him. He’d always known the man wasn’t interested in him in that way, but Dustin’s reaction had been like a cold slap to his ego.

The shower felt good, the water hitting his body in all the right places. He braced his hands on the tile wall and let the water cascade down his back. The morning’s events played through his head. God, he’d practically admitted his feelings to Dustin right there in the truck. His only excuse was that he’d been high on hope when he’d awoken to find Dustin’s head on his chest. Fuck, that had felt good. More than good. It had felt right. Like that’s how he should be waking up every morning.