I wasn’t the only guy who’d only put themselves up because the proceeds went to a great cause.
“Sucks to be you,” Nate teased. “I’d say you got screwed because I didn’t bid on you, but that’d be all sorts of wrong.”
“Unless we invited a film crew,” Zach responded, causing me to choke on the watered-down drink in my hand. “There’s good money in twins getting freaky.”
My head nearly exploded with information overload. Twins. Twins fucking. I was pretty sure Nate was gay, and if he was joking about him and his brother…
Were they both gay?
Holy hell, that was hot. I jumped at the feel of a hand on my elbow. When I blinked back to reality, both of the Kendrick brothers were smirking at me. Little shits knew what they’d done to me.
“I’m not usually the jealous type, but I’m not sure how I feel about my date fantasizing about doing me and my brother at the same time,” Nate whispered in my ear. I fisted my hands at my sides to keep from placing them on his hips to pull him closer. I couldn’t remember ever feeling this out of control around a guy. Even more bizarre was he seemed to feel the pull as well. “Let’s go. Now.”
I felt helpless to do anything but follow Nate. I stood behind him, wishing the elevator would hurry and get here. It’d probably be quicker to take the stairs, but I didn’t trust myself with all those blind corners. I wanted him.
I shouldn’t, but I did. He was too young for the way I wanted to take him. He exuded an innocence that deserved more than a risky fuck in the stairwell. The doors finally opened, and we moved to the side to let a few people off before rushing into the elevator as though we were heading up to one of our rooms rather than down to the restaurant for some dessert that was part of the benefit.
For a second, I debated pushing the button to go up to the tenth floor rather than down to ground level just to see how Nate would react. I wanted to know if the attraction was one-sided, but didn’t know how to ask without coming across as desperate and lonely.
Both of which I was, now that I thought about it. Okay, so not exactly desperate, more like tired of being lonely but lost as to how I could change the situation without completely upending my life.
The doors closed, sealing us away from the rest of the world. Neither of us had pressed a button, which meant the elevator didn’t go anywhere, but that was fine by me. It gave me the opportunity to smell his almost-too-sweet cologne. I didn’t have to turn around to realize he was staring at me—I could feel those eyes boring into the back of my head. His lithe body brushed against my back, the steel of his erection pressing against my ass.
It was a bold move, especially since he’d seemed so awkward and almost shy earlier. “As much fun as it would be to hide here all night, I think people will start to talk if we stay here much longer.”
It would’ve been so easy to turn my head and kiss him. Nate’s breathing hitched as I lowered my hand, reaching around to pull his hips closer to my body. This was reckless. The doors could open at any time and everyone on the other side of the doors would see Nate wrapped around my body and the evidence of how much I enjoyed having him there.
“No one’s keeping you from choosing where we go,” I told him, handing over control of whatever it was we were doing. I didn’t want to think. Didn’t want to be the one making any decisions at that moment, because there was nothing that’d be worse than the images flashing through my mind.
I didn’t know him, but I trusted him. Trusted his judgment to not do anything that would put my career at risk.
“As much as I’d love to take you up on that invitation, both of us know that’s not possible,” he told me. It was pathetic that I was relying on someone almost fifteen years younger than me to be the voice of reason. “Let’s go down and play nice with the other donors and see where the night takes us.”
He pressed his lips to the side of my neck and my knees buckled. Proving he was stronger than he