wouldn’t wanna risk them coming home and walking in on us. Plus, ya know, one bathroom, eight people. Ten, if Cal and Cheryl are around.”
Looking resigned but not unhappy, Bobby turned back to rinsing the dishes. “Good point.” He passed another plate to Tommy and asked, “Have you heard from them? Cal and Cheryl, I mean.”
“They were gone for a few weeks, but they turned up again the other night.” Tommy couldn’t help a huff of annoyance as he remembered the phone call at three in the morning. His father had been wasted and Cheryl was whining at Tommy for a ride home. He hung up on them and unplugged the phone, but they still managed to find their way back. “Not sure where they are now, but I’m sure we’ll get another visit soon. They’re worse than herpes, can’t get rid of ’em for long.”
Bobby laughed as he said, “I hope you’re not speaking from experience.”
“Guess you’ll have to wait and find out.”
“Asshole.” Bobby didn’t sound put off; he sounded like he knew Tommy was giving him shit and was prepared to give it right back. “I guess I should’ve mentioned it last night, but I picked up a raging case of crabs a week or so ago. It’s probably all cleared up, but….”
“Now who’s the asshole?” Tommy slapped Bobby’s ass for that, laughing when he jumped.
The dishes were loaded and the counters wiped down. The kitchen wasn’t perfect, but it was good enough.
“Guess you’re rubbing off on me.” Bobby was leaning against the counter, drying his hands on a dishtowel.
Tommy stepped closer, pulling the cloth from Bobby’s fingers as he pressed against him. “I know I’d like to be….”
He leaned in and was just about to kiss Bobby when the door to the kitchen swung open with a bang. He and Bobby both flinched at the noise, but they didn’t pull away from each other. Tommy had to remind himself he wasn’t doing anything wrong and there was no reason the kids shouldn’t see him stand close to Bobby or even kiss him. “Don’t slam the door like that,” he told Collin, who was dragging a bag of garbage through the kitchen.
“Sorry, Tommy.” Collin paused to look at them, his expression undecided for a minute, but then he shrugged and continued on out the back door and off to the trashcans outside.
Tommy watched him go before he turned his attention back to Bobby. “You sure you wanna hang out here all day?” He smiled and kissed Bobby quickly before they could be interrupted again.
Bobby relaxed against him, making a sound in the back of his throat that had Tommy’s pulse quickening. They both groaned and pulled back when they heard the back door open again. Collin trudged through and didn’t pay them any attention, but the moment was lost.
“I’m sure.” Bobby stepped away from the counter. “But I think I’m gonna run home for a quick shower and change and then be back.”
Not liking the way his stomach dropped at Bobby’s words, Tommy nodded. “Sounds like a good plan. You work tonight?”
“I’m off till Monday. This is my one guaranteed weekend a month.” Bobby looked hopeful as he asked, “What about you?”
Tommy was leaning against the stove, standing opposite Bobby. There wasn’t much space between them, but it was more than he liked. Now that he’d given himself permission to touch and kiss Bobby, it was all he wanted to do when they were in the same room together. “Nine till two.” He worked his lip between his teeth before adding, “I’m off tomorrow, though.”
Bobby stood up straighter at his words. Tommy could tell by the look on Bobby’s face he was formulating a plan. “Any chance you could just come back to my place after work tonight?” he asked, stepping closer to Tommy, putting his hands on Tommy’s waist.
He wanted to say yes. “For the night?”
Bobby tipped his face up and kissed Tommy’s jaw. “For as long as you can,” he whispered.
Another surge of desire raced through Tommy at the
Looking resigned but not unhappy, Bobby turned back to rinsing the dishes. “Good point.” He passed another plate to Tommy and asked, “Have you heard from them? Cal and Cheryl, I mean.”
“They were gone for a few weeks, but they turned up again the other night.” Tommy couldn’t help a huff of annoyance as he remembered the phone call at three in the morning. His father had been wasted and Cheryl was whining at Tommy for a ride home. He hung up on them and unplugged the phone, but they still managed to find their way back. “Not sure where they are now, but I’m sure we’ll get another visit soon. They’re worse than herpes, can’t get rid of ’em for long.”
Bobby laughed as he said, “I hope you’re not speaking from experience.”
“Guess you’ll have to wait and find out.”
“Asshole.” Bobby didn’t sound put off; he sounded like he knew Tommy was giving him shit and was prepared to give it right back. “I guess I should’ve mentioned it last night, but I picked up a raging case of crabs a week or so ago. It’s probably all cleared up, but….”
“Now who’s the asshole?” Tommy slapped Bobby’s ass for that, laughing when he jumped.
The dishes were loaded and the counters wiped down. The kitchen wasn’t perfect, but it was good enough.
“Guess you’re rubbing off on me.” Bobby was leaning against the counter, drying his hands on a dishtowel.
Tommy stepped closer, pulling the cloth from Bobby’s fingers as he pressed against him. “I know I’d like to be….”
He leaned in and was just about to kiss Bobby when the door to the kitchen swung open with a bang. He and Bobby both flinched at the noise, but they didn’t pull away from each other. Tommy had to remind himself he wasn’t doing anything wrong and there was no reason the kids shouldn’t see him stand close to Bobby or even kiss him. “Don’t slam the door like that,” he told Collin, who was dragging a bag of garbage through the kitchen.
“Sorry, Tommy.” Collin paused to look at them, his expression undecided for a minute, but then he shrugged and continued on out the back door and off to the trashcans outside.
Tommy watched him go before he turned his attention back to Bobby. “You sure you wanna hang out here all day?” He smiled and kissed Bobby quickly before they could be interrupted again.
Bobby relaxed against him, making a sound in the back of his throat that had Tommy’s pulse quickening. They both groaned and pulled back when they heard the back door open again. Collin trudged through and didn’t pay them any attention, but the moment was lost.
“I’m sure.” Bobby stepped away from the counter. “But I think I’m gonna run home for a quick shower and change and then be back.”
Not liking the way his stomach dropped at Bobby’s words, Tommy nodded. “Sounds like a good plan. You work tonight?”
“I’m off till Monday. This is my one guaranteed weekend a month.” Bobby looked hopeful as he asked, “What about you?”
Tommy was leaning against the stove, standing opposite Bobby. There wasn’t much space between them, but it was more than he liked. Now that he’d given himself permission to touch and kiss Bobby, it was all he wanted to do when they were in the same room together. “Nine till two.” He worked his lip between his teeth before adding, “I’m off tomorrow, though.”
Bobby stood up straighter at his words. Tommy could tell by the look on Bobby’s face he was formulating a plan. “Any chance you could just come back to my place after work tonight?” he asked, stepping closer to Tommy, putting his hands on Tommy’s waist.
He wanted to say yes. “For the night?”
Bobby tipped his face up and kissed Tommy’s jaw. “For as long as you can,” he whispered.
Another surge of desire raced through Tommy at the
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