Holidays with the Walker Brothers (Alluring Indulgence #4)(34)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Since Blake wasn’t around – yes, miracles did happen – he was hoping for just a chance to talk to Ethan. Not that he expected anything to happen, but quite frankly, Beau missed their weekly chats over a beer right here in this very same bar. Whether he was the one who had fallen into sync with Ethan’s schedule, or vice versa, they always seemed to meet up. Not that either of them would take responsibility for it being more than just a coincidence.

However, they hadn’t said two words to one another since the afternoon he stumbled upon Ethan receiving a blow job from Blake. And tonight wasn’t looking good for him either.

Ethan was putting a noticeable amount of space between them, and Beau was honestly tired of this cat and mouse bullshit. He should’ve taken the hint. Should’ve let Ethan’s blatant reaction to his being a witness to his sexual satisfaction send him in the opposite direction. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been pissed. Or insanely jealous.

But for some reason, after seeing Ethan and Blake together at the mechanic shop, he’d had more than his fair share of fantasies which absolutely did not include Blake Henley. Nope, you could cut Blake right out of those images and paste Beau right over that empty space, and you’d get a front row seat through the portal into Beau’s deepest, darkest fantasies.

Beau knew that before long, he was going to have to do something about his complete and total obsession with Ethan Walker. Either he was going to have to approach him, or he was going to have to walk away. It was obvious that Ethan wasn’t going to be making the first move.

Ironically, Beau had just come to terms with the fact that he was gay, but it seemed a man who had never been with a woman in his life still had trouble admitting the obvious.

If only Beau could figure out a way to help Ethan over that hurdle and prove to him that the world would continue to turn, even if he did finally come out.

♂♂

Ethan

Ethan could feel Beau’s eyes as they tracked him through the bar. He’d felt them since the moment he walked in the door. And, like a true asshole, he’d fought every urge to turn around and make eye contact with the man.

After watching Beau fly out of the parking lot of Walker Demo’s mechanic shop, Ethan knew he’d succeeded in driving him away. Making eye contact with Beau while Blake had been sucking him off probably hadn’t been the best idea, but he did what he had to do. And the memory still assaulted him.

As did what happened after that.

That afternoon, he had physically been with Blake, his cock lodged deep in his ass, the friction blowing his mind. But mentally, he’d been with Beau. It had been Beau whom he’d told to grab hold of the rolling toolbox. It had been Beau whom he’d all but ripped his clothes off of. It had been Beau he’d knelt down behind and reamed his ass with his tongue until he was begging, pleading for him to fuck him. And it had been Beau he’d rammed his cock inside and thrust in earnest until they were both covered in sweat.

But, at the same time, it hadn’t been Beau.

And that’s what sucked.

After that encounter with Blake, they’d gone back to work, pretended that all was normal in their world while Ethan had spent the afternoon imagining what it would be like to fuck Beau senseless.

Now he couldn’t look him in the eyes. And it had nothing to do with the wandering thoughts, and everything to do with giving himself away. No matter how much he wanted Beau, he couldn’t have him.

Beau deserved a nice guy. One who would put him first, help him to explore his most recently discovered desires. He damn sure didn’t need a man who wasn’t kidding anyone but himself when it came to his lifestyle. Everyone knew. He knew they did. But still, Ethan wasn’t yet ready to admit to the world that he was gay. He wasn’t willing to do that to his family. He didn’t doubt that they’d be accepting of him, hell, they accepted Travis with no problem, but that didn’t mean others wouldn’t look down on his family.

That wasn’t something he was willing to risk.

And until he was – if that day ever came – then Beau did not deserve the hell Ethan would surely put him through.

♂♀

Sawyer

Sawyer knew she’d show up. She always did, and tonight wasn’t an exception. Didn’t mean he had been sitting around waiting for her.

Oh, hell, who the fuck was he kidding? He’d been downing beers like he was dehydrated while watching the front door. He’d even counted the number of people who had come in before her.

Eleven.

And two left.

None of that mattered now that Kennedy was there though. Nothing had changed except for the fact that he had something appealing to watch as he drank his beer, listened to his brothers rattle on about this and that while the women who loved these guys filled the rest of any potential silence with their discussions about their last couple of excursions out and about.