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Chapter 11

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But the rest of it. Nate’s face flamed. He wasn’t in the habit of inviting home guys he’d just met. And he hadn’t had sex with a stranger in years.

Bad imagination. Behave yourself. Nate told himself off sternly. Because those thoughts and memories of something that hadn’t really happened were going to make the day more than slightly awkward.

Shit—although the sex had been the best he’d had in a long time. Even if it wasn’t real. Wasn’t going to be real.

Nate sighed and pushed off the blankets. He ran a hand through his hair. He could do with a shower. A cold—nah, make it lukewarm—shower was in order, then he’d just pretend the dream hadn’t happened. Not really a stretch, as it hadn’t. He stole another look at Rusty and almost groaned aloud. His erection wasn’t going away anytime soon, knowing Rusty was so close. Might as well take care of it, rather than try to ignore it.