Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Sawyer shook his head. “Our shirts got dirty, so we had to take them off. Maybe you should be looking somewhere else, considering you’re seeing someone right now.”
Over the past few weeks, since he’d become more involved in orchestrating the festival, Carter had begun dating a guy who was co-organizer for the event. It seemed the longer Carter remained in the Falls, the more reasons he had to stay. Kind of like Owen, who, despite his occasional returns to tend to business in Parlaisa, managed to spend more time with me—something I certainly wasn’t complaining about.
“Nothing wrong with admiring the view as long as I’m not trying out the equipment,” Carter told Sawyer, “though judging by the bulges in those jeans…”
“Okay,” Sawyer said, “I think I realize when I’m being flattered because you need something.”
“Oh, whatever could you mean?” Carter asked, turning to me and winking.
I stifled my laugh as Sawyer shook his head again.
“I’m a man down for the bachelor auction,” Carter finally said.
“And you thought of me because…?”
“Saw, I’m looking at your pecs and abs right now, and you’re going to ask me why I thought of you? We need hot men, and I thought of you. Come on. Do a buddy a favor?”
“Are we buddies all of a sudden?”
Carter groaned.
“Do we need to step out so you guys can chat?” Owen asked, his brows pulling together as he seemed to begin to feel as out of place in all this as I did.
“There’s no need for that,” Carter insisted. “Saw, I’m desperate…desperate to have your man bod to help me out with the bachelor auction.”
“So let’s see if I got this right: you want me to humiliate myself, strut my stuff, and practically beg people to spend money for a date with me because…”
“For charity,” Carter reminded him. “It all goes to the LGBTQ+ youth center. Think of the children.”
I snickered. “I don’t know that anyone will be thinking of children at a bachelor auction.”
“Maybe some of the children they could be making with this hot lineup I’m getting together,” Carter teased.
Sawyer groaned. “Can’t you ask Camden?”
Camden was Sawyer’s brother…and also the far more likely of the two to be involved in a bachelor auction.
“Jude and Camden have to miss the last half of the auction,” Linc said, “to get the ticket stand ready for the ball.”
“Jude and Camden, like together?” Carter asked, one brow raised higher than the other. “Is that a thing now?”
“What?” Sawyer asked. “No, it’s not a thing. Jude’s straight.”
“Oh please,” Carter said. “Show me a straight man in Fever Falls, and I’ll show you a man about to fall head over heels just to get his ass in the air to take a D.”
None of us, not even Sawyer, could keep from enjoying his fairly accurate observation about what, at least within our circle, we’d noticed happening around town. Fever Falls seemed to have something so very magically gay about it.
“So Camden and Jude are out, Sawyer,” Carter continued.
Sawyer closed his eyes and shook his head. “You can’t find anyone else?”
“I don’t want anyone else. I want you.”
Sawyer’s cheeks turned pink. “I’ll think about it.”
“Just think quickly because I need to know so I don’t have to go trolling Grindr for a new potential suitor.” Sawyer started to say something when Carter added, “And yes, of course I already tried that before I asked you, so pretty please, just help a pal out here.”
“I’ll think more on it than I was before,” was all Sawyer was willing to concede, but I could tell by the victorious expression on Carter’s face that he figured he had this in the bag.
While Carter dumped some of the deets about the auction on Sawyer, Owen and I slipped away to work on the pig pen for the petting zoo.
“So they’ll come here to pet pigs?” Owen asked.
“Yeah. Although, I can’t say that someone who’s the prince of a place that’s into cosplay as much as you guys are can judge us for our little petting zoo.”
He laughed. “That’s true.”
Without his shirt on, his muscles flexing as he connected two pieces of the fence… I couldn’t help but check him out again, and he seemed to notice. “What?”
I pushed to my feet, glancing him over. He looked all sweaty and dirty in his jeans. “Awfully rugged for royalty.”
“Rugged royalty. I like the sound of that.” He rose, and as his lips mashed down against mine, I enjoyed the way his tongue invaded my mouth. I hooked my arms around him, embracing my boyfriend eagerly.
“Mmm…you taste like sweat,” I said as I pulled away from him.
“You say that like it’s a good thing.”
“It’s only good since I like the way your sweat tastes.” I went back for seconds. “Owen, we can’t fuck right here.”
“Well, Sawyer’s not in the barn, and…” He retrieved a condom from his pocket.