Page 10 of Cheap Shot

“Not a fucking chance, dude.”

“That’s what I thought.”

Sebastian had met the type before. The closeted guys were all the same. They’d fuck a guy, get their dick sucked, but they’d never suck him off or get fucked. And they definitely never spent the night after. They also tended to be pushy and demanding, which Sebastian had an unfortunate weakness for. His sister was right. He had really shitty taste in men.

Which was why he hadn’t just let Crawford turn around and leave.

Did he like Luke Crawford? Hell no.

Did he have a sneaking suspicion that sex with him would be really hot? Yes. Yes, he did.

“So, even though you know who I am, you actually want to suck my dick,” Crawford repeated, his voice low. “And have me give you a handie?”

“Thatiswhat we agreed to,” Sebastian pointed out.

“Yeah, but that’s before I knew you wereyou.”

“Look, do whatever you want. I’m tired, I’ve had a long day?—”

“Fuckin’ tell me about it,” Crawford groused. “You didn’t just play three periods of hockey. You just sat on your ass and chirped me.”

“Yeah, well, I got up fucking early and was on my feet all day working here. And I want to get to sleep as much as you do.”Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest, mirroring Crawford’s posture. “So make a fucking choice. Either come in or get the fuck out but stop standing in my doorway and letting all the heat in the shop out.”

To Sebastian’s surprise, the brusque tone worked. The tight set of Crawford’s shoulders eased and he glanced around again, then stepped inside.

The door closed behind him with a musical jingle, but when Sebastian turned to go upstairs, Crawford didn’t follow.

“What?” Sebastian asked, turning back, not hiding the annoyance in his voice. “What’s the fucking problem now?”

Crawford glowered. “How do I know you won’t post shit online about this? Or try to blackmail me?”

“Because I’ve got fucking better things to do with my time,” Sebastian snapped.Jesus. Paranoid much?

“C’mon, you’ve gotta admit, it would be tempting, right?”

“To show the world what an asshole you really are?” Sebastian said drily. “Sure would. But I think most of them know that by now already. And I mean it. I have better things to do with my time than to out you.”

“Money would be tempting too.”

Sebastian rolled his eyes. “I own a small boutique chain of floral shops in two major cities and regularly work with high-end clients. I’m doing fine. I don’t need toblackmailyou for your fucking NHL money or whatever.”

Sebastian turned to go.

At this point, he wasn’t sure if hecaredif Crawford followed or not. No sex could be worth this much effort.Especiallywhen it involved a guy as obnoxious as Luke Crawford.

Was Sebastian curious to get his mouth on Crawford’s dick? Yeah, fine, he was. It had looked really goddamn good in the photos. Mouthwatering, even. But Sebastian didn’t want itthatbad.

“I’ll agree to come up on one condition,” Crawford called after him.

Sebastian stifled a sigh and tilted his head back to stare at the ceiling. “What’s that?”

“Leave your phone down here.”

Sebastian turned back to face him. “What? No fucking way. My niece is sick. Youknowshe is, because you saw her when I brought her to that game recently. I have photo proof ofthat. But I’m not inviting you upstairs to get proofyou hook up with men. So no, I’m not leaving my phone somewhere I might miss a call from my sister, if Harper takes a turn for the worse or something tonight.”

It wouldn’t be thefirsttime Sebastian had made a trip in the middle of the night to meet his sister at the hospital.

And, unfortunately, it probably wouldn’t be the last.