Mind (Naughty Wishes #3) by Joey W. Hill Read Free Book Online Page A

pushing them toward that test ever have occurred? Or would they have been forever content to find sexual release elsewhere and yet remain monogamous emotionally?
    No escaping the truth now, because that was exactly what they’d been doing through and past college. It probablyhelped that neither of them had had trouble finding women for occasional hookups—God bless the sexual empowerment of women.
    Yet Geoff was all too aware that the few male hookups he’d had over the years were things he didn’t mention to Chris. Not lying, just not talking about them. He expected Chris had guessed about a couple of them, because he was typically a little distant from Geoff a few days after one had happened.
    He wasn’t sure if Chris had ever had sex with a guy. Even when Chris found a woman, most of the time it took the form of double dates with Geoff. Yet Geoff knew Chris was bisexual, just not as comfortable and open about it as Geoff was. He remembered a time in college when he and Chris were studying for midterms on the bleachers by the track. He’d noticed Chris doing the same thing he was, lazily perusing the fit and form of the male track team. Chris’s eyes had come back to Geoff, held there with an unfathomable expression before he’d turned his attention to his studying again.
    Always before, Geoff’s focus on that memory had been on the pleasing realization that Chris wasn’t a hundred percent straight. Now he zeroed in on Chris’s expression when he’d looked toward Geoff. Maybe at the time he’d just been too chickenshit to translate it, but the meaning was clear as a mirror right now.
    They’re not you.
    Considering the implications of that, all the possibilities, a picture formed that almost made Geoff miss the next light change. He stomped on the brake and brought his car to an abrupt stop. He stared sightlessly through the red light.
    Chris had seemingly limitless patience. He could sit still for an hour, waiting for an injured animal to trust him enough to offer aid. He was loyal, faithful. If he gave his heart to someone, he wouldn’t ever fuck around on them.
    Geoff swallowed. Shit. Was it possible Chris had never been with a guy because . . . he thought that would betray what he had with Geoff? Yet he’d never come right out with his feelings? What the hell?
    That had to be wrong, because Geoff sure as shit knew he wasn’t worth that kind of devotion. But if he thought of it that way, the wall he’d kept hitting with Chris these past few days started making more sense.
    Chris was patient, but more than that, he was cautious with what he held dear. Hell, he barely let Sam get on a step stool when he was in the house. Maybe he’d settled for a friendship that Geoff himself had valued more than anything, enough that they’d put anything less certain and more volatile on hold. Until Sam came into their lives and showed them that friendship was worth risking . . . if what it could become would expand and surpass it.
    Okay, proceeding under the outrageous but strangely fitting hypothesis that Chris had been saving his virgin ass for Geoff, he flipped the mirror on himself. How would he have felt if Chris had ever actually gone after a guy, even for justsome down-and-dirty, nasty, pound-him-in-the-ass, no-commitment kind of sex, which was basically all that Geoff had done with a guy? He imagined male hands touching Chris, gripping his fine ass, parting his buttocks to tease him with a tongue, or closing a hot, wet mouth over his cock. Geoff’s hackles rose, his lip curling in a near snarl. That answered it, didn’t it? Yes. He was a fucking hypocrite, but it didn’t change his reaction one bit.
    A honk behind him indicated the green light. He lifted a hand in impatient acknowledgment of his distraction and accelerated. Logan had turned him in the right direction. Now he needed to figure out what he was going to do with the information. He’d go home and get some sleep, because he often did his