Page 12 of Read Between the Lines

He threw the towels into the trashcan and walked to the door. “Well, see you?—“

“Wait,” Dane interrupted him.

Ty stopped and searched for Dane’s face, his breathing slightly heavier than seconds ago.

“I…”

“You?”

“Are you going to just leave like this?”

Ty slightly shook his head, grinning, and let go of the door. “Isn’t that how you expected this to end? You’re straight, aren’t you?”

“Well, yeah, but—man, what is your fucking problem? Why do you keep teasing me like this?”

“Because we wouldn’t have been here without it.”

“You know, you could’ve just asked me out like any normal person.”

“Yeah. As if you would’ve gone out with me.” Ty leaned close, his mouth now right next to Dane’s ear. “Plus, it was way more fun for both of us this way, wasn’t it?”

A bulk of emotions rushed through Dane at the same time. The heat he already felt got more intense, and his dick went crazy.

“So. You want to meet up again? Is that what you’re trying to say?” Ty asked.

“No. Yes. No. Fuck you.”

“It’s true what they say. Once you fucked a guy, you can’t go back.”

“I’m not gay.”

“Then call it bi, whatever.Youjust heldmeback from leaving.”

“Fuck this.” Dane held his hands under the air dryer. The whirring sound of the blower made it impossible for them to keep on their conversation, but Ty didn’t move. He waited next to the door until Dane was done.

When the air dryer turned off, they again searched for each other's faces.

“How about I give you my number, and if you’re up for it, we can meet at my place? Because there’s a lot more possible without the possibility of others walking in on us,” Ty said bluntly.

Dane took a deep breath. He knew this wasn’t going to end well. He knew that if they met again, the spiral of them teasing each other and then fucking even harder would just continue, and still, he pulled out his phone. Before he could even open the contacts app, Ty snatched it, typed in his number, and called himself.

“But don’t come complaining to me if you get addicted to fucking my butt.” He handed Dane’s phone back to him and, with a grin, walked out of the restroom.

Dane shook his head, and after a moment of perplexity, a laugh welled up from the depths of his soul. What has he gotten himself into? And why is he already hard just thinking about doing it with Ty again?

He knew he was in for a ride but had to be careful. This, indeed, was something he could become addicted to.