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Noah: Yeah. I’ve been in his office all day because he wants me to work close by.
Danny: Same with Theo. And Theo is being very touchy—not that I’m complaining. But my dick can’t take much more of this.
Noah: I’d take care of that hard cock for you if you let me.
Danny: You get distracted way too easily, baby. Tell me about Thomas.
Noah: Oh, yeah. Sorry. He brought a white noise machine for me to work today. And he keeps sending me these secretive glances. And for lunch, he bought food for me and we ate together at his desk. He doesn’t say much, but Thomas never does. I don’t know how to read what’s happening.
Danny: I’ve got a gut feeling they’re trying to tell us they’re into us, but I’m also scared it’s just my overactive imagination.
Noah: We’ll just keep playing their game to the best of our ability then and hope for the best.
Danny: All we can do, babe.
CHAPTER 6
Theo
I pretended to be looking through the filing cabinet that was slightly behind Danny’s desk. He’d offered to look for this particular file for me, but I told him there was no reason to when I could do it myself. I wasn’t even actually looking for anything; I was trying to see what in the hell he and Noah were talking about.
Thomas had texted me a few minutes ago, telling me Noah was rapidly typing on his computer and he was pretty sure he was messaging Danny. And sure enough, he sure as hell was.
One message really stuck out to me that Danny sent Noah. I walked back to my desk with it going on repeat in my head, a random file in my hand.
I’ve got a gut feeling they’re trying to tell us they’re into us, but I’m also scared it’s just my overactive imagination.
Fuck, our boys were confused, but they didn’t need to be any longer. I was about to solve this problem. Pulling up my message thread with Thomas on my computer, I quickly shot him a message.
Theo: They’re confused. Hopeful but not sure if they’re reading too much into things. I’m going to buzz you and Noah in here, and we’re going to stop playing games. It’s time to tell them how we really feel.
Thomas: I’m in.
I looked over at Danny. His blonde hair was messy from the number of times he’d run his fingers through it today—one of his nervous tics. I hated that it was because of me. That I was the reason his anxiety levels were through the roof. Danny tried to hide that he got nervous, anxious, and depressed for Noah’s sake, but I saw through him every time.
After today, I would be able to comfort him when things got overwhelming.
My boy wanted me, and fuck, I was ready for him to be mine. Noah, too, though he was definitely more Thomas’s. I liked to dote on my boy, but I also wanted him to have a bit of an independent streak. To have enough strength to stand up to me and give me a little bit of a fight. When I needed it, Danny wasn’t afraid of opening his mouth and putting me in my place.
Noah needed a softer touch, which my brother could give him. Thomas loved having a needy boy who was dependent on him.
“Danny, can you have my brother and Noah come in here?” I asked him, not looking away from my computer as I saved what I was working on.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him nod and press the button on his desk phone. “Yes, Danny?” Thomas asked.
“Theo would like to see both you and Noah,” Danny told him.
“We’ll be right there.”
A few moments later, Noah stepped into the room with Thomas right behind him. Danny smiled at Noah and beckoned him over. I watched as Danny drew Noah down onto his lap, whispering something in his ear that we couldn’t catch. But it didn’t matter. It was clear that Danny was comforting Noah despite his own worries and confusion, and it made my heart clench in my chest.
After today, Danny would no longer have to stand on his own. I would be his support beam, and the three of us—together—would take care of Noah so he didn’t have to shoulder the responsibility by himself.
“We need to talk to both of you,” I said as I got out of my seat and came to stand next to my brother across from Danny’s desk.
Danny tightened his hold on Noah, a hard look entering his eyes. My cock jerked in my slacks, pressing against my zipper. My boy was ready to go to war, and it was hot as fuck. “If you’re firing us?—”
“We’re not,” Thomas interrupted him. “So rein in your temper, Danny,” he warned.
