The Single Dad (Red's Tavern 4)

I heard the trickle of water as I made my way into the gardens, still catching my breath from the run. It looked like the yellow rosebush he’d planted a week ago was thriving.

“Luke?” I called out, trying to even out my breathing as I walked back past the greenhouse, glimmering in the sun.

“Oh, fuck,” his voice came, and I saw movement in the corner of the yard by the greenhouse.

When I turned I saw him completely naked.

His beautiful, tattooed body was on display between the greenhouse and a cluster of trees. Water was pouring over his body from a small outdoor shower attached to one of the back corners of the greenhouse. There was a small square of stone underneath where he stood.

And his cock was hard.

For the first time ever, I saw a blush come over his cheeks as he looked at me.

“I am so sorry,” I said. “You said I could come back whenever—”

“You’re fine, you’re totally fine,” he said. “I, uh, wouldn’t expect you this early.”

“It’s not that early,” I said, but I wasn’t even processing what I was saying. I was too busy staring at him, shamelessly looking at his ass as he turned back toward the light spray of the outdoor shower.

“I’ll just finish up out here quickly,” he said.

“What kind of finish up are you talking about?” I asked.

I wouldn’t usually have been so bold. I was basically asking Luke if he needed to come before he was ready to chat with me. But I’d clearly interrupted a jerk-off session.

I shouldn’t have liked it.

I wasn’t supposed to like it.

We’d specifically talked about how we weren’t going to do anything physical together. But my cock was starting to harden, now, seeing him, and I couldn’t make myself turn away.

Luke turned around, his eyebrow raised. “You’re still watching?”

I bit my bottom lip, sucking in air through my nostrils. “I might be.”

“Cam…” he started.

“I know,” I said.

I still didn’t turn away.

“I’m going to leave,” I said.

“Don’t.”

I swallowed hard, looking up at the treetops, willing my body to stop heating up, willing my cock to deflate.

“You finishing up?”

“I definitely should be,” he said, his voice gravelly. “But the problem is that I think I might like it, too.”

Fuck.

My cock throbbed, going from half-hard to very hard in an instant.

It was difficult to swallow. The inside of my body was burning up now, and I felt like I might lose it.

For weeks now, I’d been looking at Luke in furtive glances, only letting my eyes linger on him when he couldn’t see. I’d been trying. Trying so hard not to make it anything more than that, to make sure that I was as respectful to him as he was to me.

I knew we couldn’t have anything more than hookups, and at this point, I valued him too much as a friend. I never wanted anything to get weird.

But finally seeing him naked again made me realize just how badly I fucking wanted him.

I started moving before I let myself overthink things.

Just do it. Just do it. Just. Fucking. Do it.

I reached for the bottom of my T-shirt and pulled it up over my head, tossing it to the ground. I kicked off my shoes and then stripped from the waist down, all while Luke watched me. My underwear were the last thing to come off, and I didn’t hesitate, letting my hard cock bob free as I stood and made my way toward Luke.

My heart was absolutely slamming inside my chest.

“I ran here,” I said. “You going to let me rinse off?”

His eyes traveled from my chest down to my cock and back again. He reached in front of him, palming his cock, taking a breath. “Get over here.”

I stepped into the water, the cool rush of water feeling incredible in the summer heat. Luke made room for me, not taking his eyes off of me for a second as I ran my hands along my body, rinsing off.

And now that my moment of boldness had passed, the typical Cam-brain turned on, and my thoughts raced. I couldn’t help but notice how damned pale and plain I looked next to him, when his body was a work of art. Water still glimmered in droplets all over his skin, collecting at his collarbone and falling from the tips of his dark hair. Fucking gorgeous. Fucking unfair. How was I supposed to handle this? How was I ever supposed to hang out with Luke and not want him? I was doomed, and probably, I’d been doomed from the start.

When I met his eyes again there was an intense heat there. Luke took a step forward, closing the distance between us and putting a hand to the back of my head. His eyes met mine in a challenge, a challenge that I desperately wanted to accept.