Page 67 of Spur It On


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I leaned back in my seat and chuckled softly. "All week long, you've been all about Cody. And yeah, she's into ya." I kept my eyes locked on the highway we were merging onto. "But I'm kinda into ya too. Just not sure if that's dead in the water, get me?"

"Not dead," he mumbled.

"Well," I said, pressing my advantage, "I know I can't just grab you in public. Yeah, that would not go down well. Been eye-fuckin' ya a bit, though."

Tanner huffed out a single laugh and dipped his head. Flicking my eyes over, I could see his face was just a bit darker, like he might even be blushing. So, it seemed this guy was a little shy, huh? Crazy, but shy. Why did that seem so damned sexy to me?

"I mean, if you just wanna crash at our place," I went on, "I can keep my hands to myself so you can get more time with Cody."

"So is that it?" he finally asked. "You've been pulling back so I can hook up with Cody?"

"Givin' my rookie the chance to get what she deserves," I agreed. "And maybe being a bit of a pussy myself."

"Then stop that," he told me. "I was starting to think our moment last weekend was a one-off to get her going or something."

"Nah," I grumbled, glancing down at the floorboard. "I've been trying to figure out how to take you on a date without us getting busted."

"I don't need a fucking date," Tanner assured me. "Shit. Pretty sure I've never been on a date with a guy, and you? Yeah, someone will recognize you. Not worth the risk, J.D."

"So I gotta be in the closet now?" I asked.

He shook his head slowly like that was a silly question. "You know you do. Just like I do. Least till we quit the PBR. The way I see it, that means more time for getting to know you and talking." Then he glanced over. "And maybe a little fun behind closed doors when we use Cody as our excuse."

"Oh, I'm down for that," I agreed just as he pulled into the hotel's parking lot.

But damned if this talk hadn't just made things a little awkward. The good kind, though. The kind that had me running my eyes over the way that man wore his jeans and loving the Converse he had on. That purple jersey looked good on him too. The best part was his strawberry-blond hair. It was just long enough to show the waves at the back of his neck and make his hazel eyes look almost green.

Together, the pair of us got out of the truck, but I jerked my head over at Ty's. "Hey, I have to grab a few things, and Cody's pretty sure she didn't lock it."

"Sure," Tanner said, following me over.

And nope, she hadn't locked it. In the back seat, their gear bags were sitting side by side, since Ty had given her a ride to the bar. I claimed both, passing Cody's to Tanner, then checked for anything else they might need in the morning. Seeing nothing, I locked up Ty's truck, then aimed Tanner towards the main door of the hotel.

Something about carrying bags made it feel easier, or maybe a bit less conspicuous. It didn't even matter to me that the lobby was empty, the staff at the front desk were all half asleep and paying us no attention, or that we were the only ones on the elevator. My eyes kept jumping back to Tanner, and I knew what I wanted to do to him. I had alsonevertaken a man back to my own room before. No, that was the best way to get caught. But it was exactly what I was doing tonight, and damned if I didn't like that rush of danger.

We didn't bother talking until we were inside my room and the door was closed behind us. Tanner even reached up to secure the panic lock, making sure no one else could come in. I just pointed to the far bed, then aimed my own feet for the adjoining door.

"Toss her bag up there," I told him. "I'm gonna put this in their room. Oh, and get comfy." Then I flashed him a smile before opening the door and slipping across to the other side.

It was dark. There was a towel on the back of the chair by the table. The bed closest to the bathroom had two lumps in it, but neither one was moving. So, doing my best not to wake them, I set Ty's bag in the middle of the table and snuck back out. On my side, Tanner had taken off both his hat and shoes. Now, the man was slowly looking over the little signs of Cody all over the room.

"She normally sleep here?" he asked when I closed the doors between rooms.

I shook my head. "Nah. She's been with Ty so far. They're working out their shit."

"What shit?" he asked.

"He's jealous. She feels guilty." I almost stopped there. "And she's not fucking as much as he wants to."

"Ah," Tanner said, shifting to rest his hip against the dresser.

So I pulled off my hat and set it on the table. Next, I worked off my boots while letting my eyes run across that man again. He was nervous, I could see it. Not scared, but also not completely comfortable yet. Deciding to give him a little distraction, I pulled off my shirt too, then tossed that on what I was starting to think of as Cody's bed. Immediately, his eyes moved to examine each and every one of my tattoos.

"What are we doing, J.D.?" he asked softly.

"Dunno," I admitted. "What do you think we should be doing?"

A hint of a smile flickered across Tanner's lips, then he took a step towards me, pulling off his own shirt in the process. "Oh, my girl all but told me to take care of you. I'm just trying to figure out if this is nothing more than a fuck."

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