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Amidst the pain, I was warmed to hear them calling me Matt. It felt natural, and I was glad to be welcomed into their fold. “I think that’s probably the better plan,” I said, nodding in agreement. I managed to stand and took another wad of paper towels from Bennett’s hands.
Theo spoke up, clearing his throat a little. “Keep leaning forward and keep pressure on it, as much as you can. I’ve seen plenty of bloody noses in my day job.”
“Sure, thanks.” It wasn’t long until I was in my car and headed home, face still throbbing.
Chapter Seventeen
Jared
Jared
I settled onto the motel bed with my laptop, having convinced the rest of the touring artists that I absolutely needed a room to myself that night. Because they all readily agreed, I suspected they knew exactly what I had in mind. A moment later, the video call sprang to life and I was delighted to see Matty’s face smiling brightly at me from the comfort of his bed. I was not delighted to see that his face was also covered in a wide, purple and yellow bruise, blossoming outward from the bridge of his nose.
“What the hellhappenedto you?”
He winced. “Kickball accident. I ended up with a spectacularly bloody nose. It’s not broken though. I did have it checked out once the bleeding stopped.”
“Good grief,” I murmured. “I’ve been gone a week and they’re already beating you up.”
“Is this what the initiation is really like?” His tone was dry, but there was a hint of a smile on his face.
I grinned and shook my head. “No hazing typically. Just kickball and beer.”
“Well, I certainly got a dose of both of those things as well. Enough about my face, though. Tell me about the tour. How is it so far?”
“It’s been great. Nobody’s tried to break my nose yet, so that’s a plus.” He rolled his eyes fondly and I kept going. “The bands have been super welcoming, actually. Young Spades is made up of a bunch of queer men and they’re all in serious relationships, which is cool. It’s nice not to be the only one. It also means they understand when I say I absolutely don’t want to be bothered while I’m on this call.”
A slow smile spread across his face. “Oh?”
“And we’re in the same time zone, for today at least. I can’t promise that every call will be, but it’s better than being six hours apart, isn’t it?”
He shifted in his seat, relaxing a little farther down on the bed and shifting his laptop onto his stomach. “That does sound nice,” he murmured.
“Would you like to, you know…” My heart pounded. He’d not rejected my advances, exactly, but definitely hadn’t been as eager as I was to get back to exploring each other’s bodies. He hadn’t explained why, so I didn’t know if it was fear, regret, or something else entirely.
“Would I like towhat?” He smirked.
I cleared my throat nervously. My voice was low and husky when I finally spoke. “I’ve been thinking about youall day. About waking up with you in my arms… and other things.”
Matty’s reply was breathless and quiet. “Ja? What other things?”
I squirmed in my spot as my cock swelled, fighting the urge to palm my bulge. My voice was barely a whisper. “I miss you, Matty.”
“Let’s see if we can do something about that, then.” His tongue slid out and wet his lower lip and he raised one eyebrow before his laptop jostled. When the video settled, the laptop was positioned next to him on the bed a little distance away. From that vantage point, I could see his entire upper body, all the way down to his groin.
My cock responded immediately, hardening fully, as I balled my hands into fists and groaned. “God. Ireallymiss you.”
“What would you do if you were here with me?” He smirked, running his hands along his chest and abdomen.
“I—Jesus.” I was already panting, aching to touch him. “First thing I’d do is pull that shirt off.” When Matty complied, yanking the white t-shirt over his head and tossing it aside, a thrill ran through me.
“What else?”
“Your jeans. I’d take them off, too.”
“You’re in such a hurry.” He trailed his fingertips across his pecs, circling his nipples. “You wouldn’t want to touch me first? Tease me? Make it last?”
I let out a strangled laugh. “I don’t think I’d be able to do that, not with the way I’m feeling right now.”
