Page 29 of Until Him

Theo blinks rapidly at me.

“I just…the thought of you falling and hurting yourself just made me think of it. I guess I kind of have a little PTSD over it.”

He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “I didn’t know.”

“Yeah, well, youwouldknow because it’s not a secret, but you keep everything so professional and shit…” Then a bitter laugh escapes my mouth. “Professional is the wrong word.”

Unless sucking someone’s dick for tutoring services is considered professional.

“Boundaries aren’t a bad thing.”

“Pfft,” I mutter. “Those aren’t boundaries you have. Those are hundred-foot walls with motherfucking space lasers.”

He huffs a laugh and then shakes his head. “Dammit, Logan.” I nudge him gently. “We should get back to this. I have another student coming in thirty minutes.”

“Yeah, okay. Cool.”

When we’re done, and I’m gathering my stuff, a little kernel of disappointment erupts inside of me. Leaving without sex just feels so unfinished.

I adjust my pants and jog down the stairs.

Six more days, and then we can get back to normal.

four

THEO

I sit in the stands,watching the water polo game unfold before me. It’s been six days since Logan showed up at my place with soup and a bag of medicine. And that eucalyptus oil. That shit has not dissipated from my shower. I can still smell the remnants of it in my entire apartment.

I hate to admit it, but it kind of helped. It just killed off any remaining sickness I had.

My traitor cat seems attached to him too. It’s probably those toy mice and that expensive-ass food he keeps buying her.

She’s getting so spoiled.

Why the hell did he have to go and be someone completely different than I’d imagined?

It helps to be here, to remember what kind of man he is. The athlete, the jock. Men like him and I don’t mix.

I know. My fatherisone. A very famous one.

I spent the better part of my life despising who he was and yet hating myself for not being more like him. That and protecting myself from the jock bullies who tormented me relentlessly.

Cheers erupt from the stands and it pulls my gaze to where Logan shoots out of the water. Thoughts about how different we are vanish into thin air as visions of his thighs overwhelm me.

God, those thighs. No wonder they’re so thick. His entire torso is out of the water right now, his abs flexing as he arches back to throw the ball across the pool.

I’ve run my hands down those abs.

My cock twitches between my legs, and I shift on the hard metal seat.

I might have an issue with jocks in general, but looking at them…. I run a hand over my mouth. Yes, they’re very,verynice to look at. Logan, in particular, is delicious.

His face is gorgeous too—so gorgeous, that it almost makes me angry to look at him. His chin-length curly hair is covered up by his swim cap right now, but fuck, I want to run my fingers through it every time he’s within five feet of me.

I should have never suggested this asinine plan—tutoring for sex. I don’t even know why I blurted that out, but he was standing outside my door looking so damn hot, and my brain just short-circuited.

I didn’t actually think he’d agree to it. I was half-joking when I said it. I mean, he’s not even gay. The posts about him on Instagram always show him with different women—beautiful women. I had no idea he’d actually be willing to touch me. I guess I underestimated his desperation.

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