Page 45 of Secrets We Fight
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Hayden madea delicious lasagna with salad and garlic bread. While he and Tyler plated tiramisu for us, Tyler turned to Fallon and announced, “We picked a wedding date.”
“Oh yeah? When?” Fallon asked.
“Six weeks from tomorrow.” Tyler smiled brightly.
“Six weeks?” Fallon echoed. “I still have to plan your bachelor party.”
“The bachelor party doesn’t have to be a big deal. We can just hit up a bar.”
“We aren’t going to a bar.” Fallon shook his head. “I’ll figure something out.”
“I’m sure you will. Just don’t get my man into trouble.” Hayden chuckled.
“What kind of trouble can we get into with all these guys around?” Fallon hooked his thumb in our direction, and we all laughed. I was sure Fallon Donnelley had no problem finding trouble if he wanted to.
After dinner, Tyler turned on the TV and flipped through the channels until he found the Bruins game.
“You’re a hockey fan now?” Fallon questioned as he sat on the couch next to his friend.
Tyler shrugged. “Hayden covers their games sometimes, and I’ve tagged along to a few. Plus, he’s friends with Emmett Cooper, remember? They’re always talking about hockey when we get together. Figured I should learn more about the sport so I could contribute to the conversation.”
“Do any of you guys like hockey?” Hayden asked the rest of us.
“Yeah, but I’m a Flyers fan,” I replied.
“But you grew up in Boston,” Fallon stated.
“I did, but my dad is from Philadelphia and made me watch all their games as a kid.”
“Looks like I need to go to some games when you’re on duty so you can watch a real team in person,” Fallon mocked.
We all chatted for a little while longer, and then Fallon yawned and stretched his arms over his head. “I’m going to head to bed. The first week back to school kicked my ass.”
“Yeah, I think we’re going to do the same,” Tyler said.
Day, Leigh, and I followed Fallon upstairs. The three of us were going to get some sleep because we were the ones skiing with Fallon in the morning. While we slept, Vance and Shea would cover the night shift.
“Good night,” Day said as we walked toward our rooms. “Hope you all sleep well.”
Maybe it was the lighting, but I thought I saw a tiny smirk on his face.
“Uh, you too,” I mumbled.
Once I was in my room, I pulled out the prepaid phone and sent Fallon a text:
Make sure your door is locked
It is. Now get your ass in here
I double-checked my own door, then walked through the adjoining bathroom and slipped into Fallon’s bed. His body was warm as I snuggled against his naked back, and he moaned loudly while pushing his ass against my already hardening dick.
“You need to be quiet, so the others won’t hear us.” I nibbled his earlobe before I placed a small kiss on his neck.
“I’ll be quiet. Just fuck me already.”
“Greedy, aren’t you?” I chuckled, flinging the covers off us and trailing my hand past his rippled abs to the stiff cock waiting for me.
