Page 26 of Obsessed

Rain stared for a few seconds and then laughed. “I guess you enjoyed that.”

All Mason could do was nod, but the mind-blowing orgasms and Rain’s infectious laughter burrowed into him and his lips curved in a rare smile. Warning bells still went off because he’d been trained that vulnerability meant weakness, but a small part of him insisted that Rain was safe.

Fingers traced his jawline, giving him a full-body shiver.

“You’re even hotter when you smile, you know.” Rain booped his nose and then fluidly rose, gathering the robe and donning it again as Mason sat there, trying to process.

“You think I’m hot?” He didn’t know where he sat on the looks scale and he’d never really cared. But to have a true work of art like Rain find him attractive? It made him want to smile again.

“No, I think you’re disgusting.” Rain gathered his hair, which had become slightly tangled from Mason’s fingers, and gathered it into a stylish knot.

Mason grabbed a few more shots and Rain flashed a peace sign for the last one, along with a cheesy smile.

“Are we doing more?”

“Not today.” Awkwardly standing, Mason pulled up his pants, fastening them, and Rain gave him an appreciative once-over.

“I had fun…” On the devious scale, Rain’s grin was an eleven. “Witheverything.” And then he padded away. Mason could hear Mouse plaguing Rain with mews as soon as he stepped out into the main room and the soft huff of a chuckle left Mason’s chest.

His pocket buzzed. Without thinking he pulled his phone out, tapping it awake, and a single line of text stabbed him through, draining all his joy.

Sign the fucking papers. Now.

9

RAIN

Walkingintowork,Raintried to enjoy the beautiful summer day for he had many things to be grateful for. He’d landed a good job with decent pay and even better coworkers, he’d found a side hustle as a model, he was staying for free in a stunning house, Mouse was thriving, and he’d been getting some quality dick.

So why did he feel strange?

He’d been sleeping a lot. Finding random places to crash during The Pointe’s weekends had probably contributed to his fatigue, but he’d more than caught up on those hours and yet he still dropped like a rock whenever he got home from work. Still too tired to think big, he hoped to eventually have the energy and space for aspirations, to figure out who he wanted to be and what he wanted to do.

But he knew one thing. He didn’t want to flit from relationship to relationship and job to job like his mother, barely hanging on and using his looks for security. It sounded hypocritical, especially when he was using his appearance for money and housing with Mason, but he was doing this as a stepping stone, and for his mother it had become a way of life, which was why Rain wanted to be his own person and gain enough strength to leave her for good.

Nodding at the cluster of smoking waitstaff by the door, Rain strolled into The Pointe, smoothing his hands over his head. Today’s style was a slickback into a braided bun and Rain checked for flyaways as he headed toward the kitchen, running into Ollie and Liam when he turned the corner.

“Drizzle!” Ollie beamed, giving Rain a quick hug, and while it did Rain’s heart good to see Ollie with health and color in his cheeks, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. Earlier that week, during Ollie’s first day back at The Pointe, Rain had stupidly shown him a picture of Mouse but hadn’t thought about the background, and Ollie had instantly honed in on the table in Mason’s dining room. Although Rain had changed the subject and made a hasty exit, he knew he was living on borrowed time. Even now he could see suspicion in those sharp blue eyes.

In a way, Rain was an honorary Clark, so he shouldn’t be hiding things from his brothers, especially a familiar landlord and address, but there was something oddly private about his deal with Mason. Maybe he just wanted to protect his new safe haven and not have any complications.

Or maybe a part of him wanted to keep Mason to himself.

“Helloooo, Ollinator. Liam.” Rain exchanged hugs and cheek kisses with them as Liam gave him a gentle smile.

“Hi, Rain. I hear you have a new kitten?”

Unable to help himself, Rain puffed up his chest with pride, ready to talk about his girl, and Ollie snorted, playfully rolling his eyes.

“I do! Mouse is growing every day.” Ready for another interrogation, Rain had prepared neutral photos of Mouse in the grass and at the pet store. Selecting one, he showed it to Liam, who gasped, biting his lip.

“She’s adorable!”

Rain couldn’t help but notice how Ollie scrutinized it over Liam’s shoulder, flicking his gaze up to Rain when he found nothing. The longer this went on, the worse it would be for Rain when it came out, but today wasn’t the day for a reveal.

“Look at her,” Ollie pouted cutely at the picture. “She’s giving!”

“She’s the best kind of trouble.” Rain pocketed the phone. “Although shedidpuke on my jacket yesterday.”

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