Page 104 of Cheap Shot

“Yeah.” Luke cleared his throat. “But it didn’t happen. Instead, I’m fucking stuck in Boston withyou.”

“Could be worse,” Sebastian said, his voice light again. He craned his neck to look at Luke and he was laughing.

Luke smiled too. “Could be worse,” he agreed.

Sebastian reached out, pulling Luke’s head down to kiss and Luke let himself be drawn in. It was no hardship to slant his mouth over Sebastian’s to kiss him.

In the distance, he could hear the medal ceremonies taking place, but he was too focused on the way Sebastian was working his hand under his shirt to care.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Sebastian was still warm and a little sweaty from the orgasm when they walked into Crawford’s kitchen a while later.

He’d ended up on his back on the couch, Crawford pinning him down and wrapping his hand around both their cocks. They’d made a mess of things and Sebastian had needed to mop himself up and borrow a shirt from Crawford after.

The plain black T-shirt was hilariously baggy on him.

“You hungry?” Crawford asked now.

Sebastian shrugged. “I could eat.”

“I’m not feeling motivated to cook but I’ve got prepared meals from the team chef. You want one? Or we could order takeout.”

“I dunno, what’ve you got?”

Sebastian’s phone buzzed in his pocket and he pulled it out, frowning when he saw it was a call from his sister.

Crawford opened the refrigerator and peered at a stack of foil containers with labeled cardboard tops. “Well, looks like?—”

“Hang on, I’ve got to get this, it’s Brie,” Sebastian said, concerned. She usually texted unless it was an emergency.

“Sure.” Crawford nodded and shut the door, gesturing for him to answer.

“Hey,” Sebastian said. “What’s up?”

“Seb?” Brie sniffled.

He stiffened. “What’s wrong? Is Harper?—”

“She’s fine,” Brie said. “But I … are you busy?”

“Not too busy for you,” he assured her. “What’s going on? You sound upset.”

Crawford frowned, leaning against the counter and Sebastian waved vaguely at him, mouthing,Harper’s fine.

The way the worry immediately melted from Crawford’s face made an odd sensation settle in Sebastian’s chest. He rubbed at it and focused back on his sister.

“It’s just been a really fucking bad day,” Brie said in a small voice.

“Tell me what happened. Is it the divorce?”

“No. A pipe broke in the bathroom upstairs and the entire kitchen below it flooded and …” Brie let out a small hiccupping sob. “I just can’t fuckingdealwith any moreshit!”

“Oh fuck. What happened? How did the pipe burst?”

Across from him, Crawford frowned.

“I don’t know. I called Dad and he thinks it probably froze.”