Last week, as you'll recall, Roy found a frightened Dustin at his door in the middle of the night and invited him in. Probably forgot he was naked at the time. What will happen now once Dustin realized it? Find out in this week's episode of The Sheriff. Don't forget to see what the other Briefers are up to. Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!
Dustin’s desire to hug Roy was just an impulse, but one
which he obeyed without giving it any thought. Much the same way he lived most
of his life. Act first, think later. He’d been so focused on explaining to Roy
what he was doing at his house in the middle of the night that it somehow
escaped his notice that the man had answered the door in his birthday suit.
A fact he was growing increasingly aware of now that he had
his arms wrapped around him.
Roy’s skin, beneath
Dustin’s fingers, was surprisingly soft, and warm. He had an inexplicable
desire to run his hands up and down Roy’s back, maybe head a little farther
south, squeeze that generous ass.
Whoa, hold on there
just a darn minute.
Dustin pulled back as if he’d been struck by an electric
cattle prod. His heart was racing, and he knew without looking he had a growing
hard-on.
This was so not good.
“Are you all right?” Roy asked, obviously concerned.
Well, Dustin couldn’t very well admit to the fact that Roy
was making him horny. That would get him booted out the door sure as shit, not
to mention he found it hard to believe himself. Okay, maybe not so hard to
believe. The guy was attractive. He just never had a chance to be quite so up
close and personal with him before since Roy tended to be standoffish where he
was concerned. That probably went back to Roy’s relationship with Marshall and
Lee, and the things they must have told the sheriff about Dustin back when he
was behaving badly. And okay, he deserved that.
Damn, he hadn’t answered Roy, had he?
“Can I use your bathroom?” he asked. Way to avoid a
question. “That way, right?” He waved down the hall where he half remembered it
being when he was here at Marshall and Lee’s wedding, which followed
immediately on the heels of their return from the cruise the four men had all
taken. Not together. Separately, but on the same ship.
Damn he was rattled if he felt the need to explain that to
himself.
Roy nodded and Dustin gratefully disappeared into the bathroom.
Once he got inside, he wasn’t sure if he needed to pee or be
sick. He slowed his breathing down to a more normal rate, decided he wouldn’t
have to throw up, did his business, and washed his hands. He took a quick peek
into Roy’s bathroom mirror, examining his face carefully. Looked normal to him.
Guess that would work. He dried his hands, turned off the light, and returned
to the living room.
Roy had thrown on a pair of shorts while Dustin was gone.
Thank God.
Roy had brought out a pillow, blanket, and sheet, and was in
the process of making the couch into a makeshift bed. He looked up at Dustin’s
entrance.
“Sorry, I only have one bedroom,” he apologized.
“No worries. That’ll be fine. I’ve slept in worse places,”
Dustin assured him. Bounced around as he’d been, sometimes he’d had to make due
with a spot on the floor. Sleeping bag, if he was lucky. Slept outside more
than once. Compared to those times, this looked luxurious. “I’m sorry to bother
you in the middle of the night like this,” he apologized again, but Roy waved
his apology aside.
“Don’t worry about it, just get some sleep.” He yawned
widely as he spoke.
“Think Denver will be all right?” Dustin fretted.
“Yeah, he should be fine. That Jordan guy wasn’t even going
to pick you up until ten, right?”
Dustin nodded.
“We’ll be up long before then, with a plan.”
Dustin felt better just hearing Roy say that. There was
something very comforting about Roy’s presence. Too bad the lawman didn’t much
care for him, but that was his own fault. He intended to behave and not make a
nuisance of himself as much as possible. Maybe he could get on Roy’s good side,
if he tried.
“If you need anything, you know where the kitchen is, and I’m
right in there.” Roy waved toward the single bedroom. “See you in the morning.”
“Thanks again, Roy. See you in the morning.”
As Roy stumbled off toward his bed, Dustin couldn’t help but
admire his fine ass.
To be continued
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