Polar Bear finally got dressed and snatched his coat. “No need to treat me like a rapist. I was trying to take only what I was owed for the night. But I lost interest. What a waste of my time.” He started on his way. “This stupid twink wouldn’t know love if it hit him in the ass, so I hope you’re smart enough not to expect anything serious. Don’t make the same mistake for the third time. Good luck, Nick.”
He was out of the shack in no time. I was thankful I’d never have to entertain him again. In fact, I never wanted to see his face for the rest of my life.
I got up and marched toward Nicholas. I wrapped my arms around him, and the warmth hit me so right. I needed this. I needed him. But the thirdtime? What had Polar Bear meant by that?
Nicholas stood for a moment, letting me get a feel of him. Then, he gently peeled away my arms and gave me a stern face. “Okay, that’s enough, Jacques. Let’s get you back in the shower and you can rest some more afterward.”