A Shock to Your System (Dangerous Creatures #2) by Mandy Rosko

his
ears. "What?"
    Ethan winced a little as he pushed himself
up. “I could hear you in there. I think you even said my name.”
    Jamie wanted to die. To crawl into a hole
and die, vanish from the face of the earth—poof, gone. No more
Jamie Holland for the world to see. This was too humiliating. It
didn’t matter that he’d been thinking about how hot it would be to
have Ethan watching him. Thinking about it and having the man right
here confronting him about it were two totally different
things.
    "Wait a minute. How the hell did you even
know? I wasn't being loud or anything."
    "We're in a crappy motel room with itchy
sheets and paper-thin walls. I could hear a colony of ants moving
around in there if there were any."
    Jamie wasn't sure that there weren't any in
there hiding inside the cracks in the tile or something.
    He was still humiliated, and that brought
out his defensive nature. "So what? Everyone does it."
    "I'm not attacking you for it, Jamie," Ethan
said. "I was just thinking that you must've really felt you had to,
to run in the bathroom and do that."
    "Great. I'm going to bed," Jamie said, and
he then tried to pick out exactly where he could sleep as quickly
as possible that wouldn't make him look completely undignified or
desperate. He'd embarrassed himself enough already.
    That spot by the corner near the heating
vent looked all right.
    "Get into bed with me, Jamie."
    For the second time in two and a half
minutes, Jamie tensed up. He stared at Ethan with a whole lot of
suspicion. “No way.”
    "Don't start pulling this shy shit with me
now," Ethan said, making Jamie's heart jump. "We once spent the
entire morning naked in your bed. We're both adults here."
    "Yeah, we are," Jamie agreed lamely. As if
he had nothing else to say.
    "So what's the problem?"
    "The problem is that it's our last night
together and if get in bed with you I'm going to have sex with
you," Jamie snapped. “I will totally assault you because I won’t be
able to stop, and unless you’re into that, it’s not a good
thing.”
    It was true, too. That was exactly what was
going to happen because the shower hadn't helped him nearly as much
as he'd hoped it would. He'd come in the shower, but now his stupid
cock was reacting as if he could have sex all night long. He was
hot and bothered like Ethan’s warm, whispery voice had been
speaking dirty promises in his ear all night long.
    Ethan just gave him a strange look. "I'm not
exactly shy either," he said, as if that should have been the most
obvious thing in the world.
    Either way, his words weren't helping
Jamie's resolve. "You're recovering from an injury. Lots of
them."
    "I'm not talking about putting you in chains
and doing any of that BDSM shit," Ethan said.
    "Says the guy who liked it when I cuffed him
to my bed and blindfolded him,” Jamie replied.
    Holy kink, Batman. Now that he thought about
it, they had quite a lot of sexual history for a couple of guys who
hadn’t been together all that long. They were like rabbits, and now
Ethan was telling him he wanted him.
    "Jamie, just get out of those clothes and
get over here. Now would be preferable." Ethan accented his command
by pushing the crappy blanket down his chest before tossing it off
his legs. He exposed his body, which was still an excellent sight
to behold with the bandages and all. It also allowed Jamie to see
the way Ethan’s cock—hard and thick—had sprung up, pointing at
Ethan’s stomach.
    Jamie’s breath caught at the sight. It was
dark in color compared to the rest of Ethan’s skin, dark curls
accenting the length of it, and fuck, Jamie wanted to touch that.
His mouth wanted to touch, lips wanted to kiss and suck on it,
hearing Ethan calling his name this time.
    “ When,” Jamie cleared his
throat to make his voice sound right again. “When did you take your
boxers off?” They weren’t anywhere on his legs. Were they on the
floor on the other side of the bed?
    “ When you were in the
shower. Are you