Page 30 of Nugget

“Grab it. Hurry.”

Stryker scrambled to comply.

Gavin picked up the backpack he’d dropped. Once Stryker had the laptop in his hands, Gavin grabbed the boy and tossed him over his shoulder.

“Hey! Wait!” Stryker reached for something, even managed to stuff it into the backpack on Gavin’s other shoulder.

“I gave you all the time you get.” The game was turning more serious. Who was he kidding? The game was over. Gavin was playing for keeps. Stryker was all his.

“I can walk,” Stryker told him. Not that he was putting up any resistance at all.

Gavin smacked his ass. “I can still feel how hard you are. Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying this.”

Stryker gave a little wiggle. His erection rubbing against Gavin’s shoulder. “You know I could probably get myself off this way before we get back to your place.”

Little shit! “If you do, I’ll make sure you don’t come for the next twenty-four hours. I’ll lock your pretty little cock up and tease you for hours.”

Stryker huffed and stopped moving. “I totally believe you’d do that.”

Good! The boy was learning.

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Stryker

Ha-ha, sucker! Stryker snuck the energy drink he’d stuffed inside his backpack earlier when Gavin had grabbed him.

Gavin had insisted it was time for them to talk but a phone call from his shop interrupted them before they could get started. That gave Stryker a few minutes to figure out how to play this. He wasn’t going to get out of this conversation, no matter how hard he tried. Gavin knew exactly how to handle him.

Frustrating really.

Stryker just needed some caffeine in his system to deal with the stubborn man.

He slipped the can into his pocket before glancing around. Gavin was still on the phone so his attention was elsewhere, although Stryker was learning that Gavin could multitask with the best of them.

Bathroom! Snickering, he made his way toward the door only a few steps away.

Gavin’s head came up, his dark eyes watching Stryker. Always watching. Hmm, Stryker should totally get Gavin to help him stalk his targets. The man did not miss a thing. Except Gavin was all about protecting the world and shit. If Stryker was going to stick around, then he needed to change that. Stryker’s new goal was to corrupt Gavin to the dark side. Hey! They had energy drinks, Cheeto puffs, and candy. Who wouldn’t want to be on the dark side?

Stryker pointed to the bathroom, receiving a nod as Gavin continued his phone call.

Yeah, Gavin might think he was in charge since he was all bossy and shit, but Stryker wasn’t a meek boy. Closing the door behind him, Stryker had to admit that he really loved the bathroom. It was just so soothing and comfortable. He lifted himself up onto the long vanity after pulling his can from his pocket. His drink was warm which sucked but Stryker really needed the hit of caffeine.

Movement outside the bathroom window caught his attention.

Who was that? Was someone slinking around the cabin? Oh, hell no!

Setting his can down beside him, Stryker peered out the window, but no one was there. He unlatched the lock before pushing the window up. Stryker stuck his entire head out, checking out the area.

Huh, no one was there but it was quite nice outside.

He grabbed his energy drink again before Stryker shimmied his way out of the window. Stryker left the window open so he could hear if Gavin knocked on the door or came to check on him. Crouching down against the outside of the cabin, Stryker popped open the tab of his can.

Stryker took a long drink, wincing with the bitter warm liquid. Yeah, energy drinks really sucked when they weren’t cold. They actually always sucked. More of an acquired taste.

Tapping caught his attention and Stryker glanced up quickly.

A young man waved to him from the window of the cabin in front of him. It was one of the twins. The one that had designed the bathroom that Stryker loved. River. Stryker loved putting faces to names. River sounded awesome. And a little crazy. They should totally be friends. Stryker shrugged and waved back.

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