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Chapter Nineteen

Rayne

Rayne stayed an extra couple of minutes after class to speak with the instructor; he had to tell her how satisfied he was with his first session. If he hadn’t been eager to get to the man waiting for him out front, Rayne would’ve enjoyed the sauna for a few minutes before he took his shower. He walked out the double doors, and Mike was waiting there at the curb in his truck as he’d promised. Rayne climbed in and closed the door, and Mike didn’t say a word until he was out of the parking lot.

“How was class?”

Rayne dropped his eyes to Mike’s mouth, then back up before he answered, “It was hot.”

Dark eyes singed him. “Hot?”

“Yes. I worked up a good sweat.” Rayne grinned. “I loved the warm yoga. The heat helps me bend my body easier.”

Mike’s knuckles were white where he gripped the steering wheel. “Sounds like you enjoyed it.”

“I did. Thank you,” Rayne said in that delicate tone. “They have evening classes too. I think I’m gonna try one of them tomorrow.”

Mike glanced in his direction as he turned onto Rayne’s street. “Be careful taking the bus in this neighborhood at night.”

“I would prefer doing yoga in the mornings, but guess what?” Rayne turned in his seat so he could face Mike and give him his great news.

“What?” Mike pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine.

“I got a job.” The excited confession tumbled out of Rayne’s mouth before he went into detail about Edison’s visit that morning.

“That is good news,” Mike replied. “When do you start?”

“Monday. And the hours are only nine to one, which is perfect because I’m hoping to finish up my massage therapist hours soon and get my certificate.”

“Seems like things are working out for you,” Mike said in a low tone, his laser-focused gaze burning him inside.

Why is he watching me like that? Rayne’s dick was growing solid as if Mike’s undivided attention was too much for him to handle.

“You have plans next weekend?”

“No,” Rayne blurted, his desperation so obvious it made his cheeks burn.

“I don’t either. You wanna do nothing with me?” Mike asked.

“I wanna do a lot more than that with you.” What the fucking fuck? I didn’t mean to say that out loud. The moment those words were spoken, time came to a stop.

A sly smirk of mischief softened Mike’s hard features when he rumbled, “Is that so?”

“Oh god.”

“Why don’t you show me, then,” Mike challenged.

He would, but Rayne wasn’t feeling as bold as he’d sounded. Actually, he was scared shitless. He’d never considered a man to be out of his league before, but he’d also never gone after someone he was attracted to and wanted. So, he sat there stunned and stupid until Mike’s sinister chuckle turned as dark as his eyes.

“All bark and no bite, huh?” Mike’s voice was deep, his glare fixated on Rayne’s mouth.

Rayne flailed for something smooth to say but ended up muttering like a dork, “I have bite.”

“Then show me,” Mike dared him. He got out of the truck, came around to Rayne’s door, and jerked it open.

Oh shit.

“C’mere.”

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