See You In Boston (CU Hockey 5.50) - Page 24

When I see the back of Tyson’s head in Dad’s office, I almost want to make an excuse to go in there and say hi, but with Dad now knowing I hooked up on the weekend, I think it will be too obvious if I were to do it.

When Nonna left and they asked who I was with, I spouted some excuse of wanting to keep their identity a secret and lied and said he wasn’t out and it was no one they knew.

I think they suspect it was a high school friend.

It’s not that I wanted to lie, but I hadn’t planned on telling them at all, and it kind of slipped out because I didn’t want to hide it. Only thing is, I hadn’t had that conversation with Tyson yet, and I know he’s paranoid about getting work points if they’re not earned.

I also wouldn’t want Dad to think Tyson was using me to get this job.

I’m still staring at them when I run into a wall of chest.

Mitch stares down at me with an amused glint in his eyes. “Distracted?”

“Little bit.”

“Let’s get to work.” He spins on his heel, and I follow him into his office, where I endure the longest day in history.

By lunchtime, I’m antsy, and when Mitch tells me I only have five minutes to eat and then we have to get back to work, I forgo eating lunch for pulling Tyson into the stationery closet.

I guess he’s not expecting it, because as I pull him inside and shove him up against the shelves, he lets out a squeak.

“Umm, hi.”

“Hi.” Then I kiss him as hard as I can.

I grip his hip and pull him against me, my cock tenting my work pants.

“Aww, one night without me and you go all caveman. I don’t want to encourage that sort of behavior.”

“Bullshit.”

Tyson chuckles. “You’re so right, but I thought I should at least pretend to hate it. You know, toxic masculinity and all that jazz. Now ravish me.”

I laugh, but it turns into a groan. “I wish I could, but Mitch gave me five minutes.”

“I’ve been known to get off in two.”

“If this past weekend has shown me anything, it’s that two minutes with you isn’t enough.”

“Aww, now you’re sweet-talking me.”

“It’s my gift. What are you doing after work?”

“Oh, I have a date with ramen and my TV.”

“Any chance of making that three-way into a foursome?”

“Won’t your dad get suspicious if we’re seen leaving together?”

“Hmm, you’re probably right. Especially after I came out to him and Mom yesterday.”

Tyson’s eyes widen. “You what?”

“I didn’t tell them I was seeing you, just that I spent the weekend with a guy. They were both really supportive.”

“Aww, I’m happy for you in that regard, but now we really shouldn’t be seen together.”

“But I want to see you.”

He cocks his head. “How long is this internship again?”

“Too long,” I whine.

“I want to keep seeing you, I do, but I don’t want to give your family a reason not to hire me. Or to hire me because I’m seeing you. I want this job on merit.”

“I know, I know. And you deserve that. What if we’re extra sneaky about it?”

He averts his gaze, and I get the sinking feeling that maybe our one weekend is all we’ll get.

Damn it.

Chapter 11

TYSON

Before the elevator arrives on the office floor, I remind myself I’m a smart guy, taking control of my future and not letting my dick get in the way.

Being smart is so overrated though.

Especially when the doors open to reveal Rossi standing there in his gorgeous suit, with his sweet smile and eyes that constantly look like he’s waiting for me to break. Which is fair, since I’m waiting for that too.

It’s been two long weeks of pretending I’m not drooling over him and wishing I wasn’t so determined to do the right thing. Rules are as overrated as being smart.

I keep reminding myself that we’re almost halfway through this internship, which doesn’t help as much as it should. This internship is everything to me, while things with Rossi are only new. By default, I should easily be able to focus on the thing I’ve been putting all my future hopes and dreams into, but the reality isn’t so black and white.

I’m quickly becoming addicted to how I feel when Rossi is around. He brings out the best in me, shows his support in a hundred little ways, from bringing me lunch, to complimenting my outfits, to easily stepping back and putting us on hold because I asked him to.

That’s a whole lot of trust he’s putting in me. And us. We’re still so new, and we both obviously want to be together, but we have to wait.

But it’s like he knows my reasons without me going over it all for him. I’m not motivated enough, or financially stable enough, to go for my MBA. And if Whitney beats me to the full-time position, I honestly don’t know what my next step would be.

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