Page 95 of Game Changer
“It sounds like you already know the answer.”
“Why isn’t it on display?”
“Like where?”
“I don’t think I’d keep a gold medal in my underwear drawer if I had one.”
“Where would you keep it?”
“I don’t know. I’d probably wear it all the time!”
Scott laughed. “It goes with everything.” Then, “So you’re staying at my place tonight?”
“Yeah. If that’s okay.”
“Of course it’s okay. It was my idea!”
“I know. It just...seems generous.”
“Kip,” Scott sighed, “you’re my boyfriend. I’m in love with you. You can stay at my place whenever you want.”
“Okay. I love you.”
Scott smiled. “I like hearing you say that.”
“I like saying it.”
“I can’t wait to be back home with you.”
“Still got a lot of games to go there, Hunter.”
“I know.”
“You win ’em all and then come home to me. I’ll give you whatever you need when you get back.”
Kip’s voice had gotten lower, and Scott shivered a bit. “Whatever I need, eh?”
“Mm. You think about it.”
“I will.” He exhaled. “Fuck, I wish I had my own room tonight.”
“Me too. Coulda put on a show for you.”
“I want to do that,” Scott said. “For you.”
“You ever done that before?” Kip asked. “Just let someone watch you get yourself off?”
“No. Never,” Scott breathed. “But I want to. For you.”
“I’d like that. Fuck, I’dreallylike that. Now I’m picturing you, all laid out...”
“Kip,” Scott warned. “Don’t. I can’t get all turned on.”
“But you are, aren’t you? I’ll bet you’re getting hard right now.”
Scott swore under his breath because Kip wasn’t wrong.
“I am too,” Kip purred. “Tell me what you’d like to do to me.”
