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he smiled. “Morning.”
    “Afternoon,” Chet corrected. He reached out and grabbed the lube. “Did you go through my things?” Knowing exactly what had been in the drawer with the lube, Chet wavered between embarrassment and fury.
    “Sorry,” Bobby mumbled. “My legs were cramping after driving so far. I have massage oil, but I left it in my truck. I’ll buy you another bottle.”
    “That’s not the point and you know it.” Chet gestured towards the door. “Don’t read anything into what you found in there.”
    Bobby rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up. “I meant no harm, I swear it. I was just too tired to go back out to the truck.”
    With his lips puffy from sleep, Bobby was a temptation hard to resist. Chet’s anger over the invasion of privacy melted away. “I need you to jump in the shower. We’ve been invited to a barbecue at Demitri Demakis’ house. I thought it’d be a good opportunity for you to meet your potential roommate.”
    “I’m up for meeting people, but I’ve been giving it a lot of thought, and I’d still like to move into BK House.” Chet opened his mouth to protest, but Bobby held his hand up in an effort to silence him. “I won’t go blabbing it around campus. The press didn’t give a shit where I lived for three years. Why do you think they’d care now?”
    “Because of what BK is and who you are,” Chet answered. He reached out and wrapped his hand around Bobby’s ankle. “I promise you, I have your best interests at heart.”
    “I know.”
    “The guy I want you to meet today is a graduate student by the name of Dane Jefferson. He’s gay and he owns his own house. According to Demitri, Dane probably wouldn’t expect much in rent money.” Even as he said the words, Chet could tell they weren’t doing anything to change Bobby’s mind. “Why’re you so adamant about living in BK?”
    Bobby readjusted the blankets around his waist. “I read this article in a magazine. It said BK House was a great place for young gay men to get the support they need.” Bobby pressed his palm to his bare chest. “I want that. I wanna know what it feels like to be in an environment where I can talk to people and not be afraid I might out myself. I know you want me locked away where the press won’t find out I like a man’s dick up my ass, but there’s more to me than football. Why can’t you understand that?”
    Chet swallowed around the lump in his throat. If he were honest with himself, he knew Bobby was right. He was more than just a football player, but it was this that kept him at arm’s length. Images of Bobby on a bed with another man’s cock buried in his ass didn’t sit well either. Chet had been stupid to think Bobby would reach the age of twenty-two a virgin. Still…
    Chet rose and walked towards the door. “I don’t want to hear about all the boys you’ve let fuck you,” he grumbled over his shoulder.
    “Not boys, men.”
    Chet stopped and turned around.
    “Men I thought were like you, but it turned out they were nothing like you. They didn’t care about me or have my best interests at heart. All they wanted was to fuck Bobby Ray Sikes. They didn’t give a shit about Bobby.” Bobby bit his bottom lip and scooted to the edge of the bed. “They weren’t you and they should’ve been.”
    Chet started to reach for Bobby but shoved his hands in his pockets instead. “Hop in the shower. We need to be out of here in thirty minutes.”
     
    * * * *
     
    With his knee still bothering him after the long drive, Bobby had opted to rewrap it and wear jeans. As he rode in the passenger seat of Chet’s SUV, he began to regret his decision. “I thought it was supposed to be cooler up here.”
    “Normally it is, but Mother Nature doesn’t always follow the rules.” Chet pulled in front of a large house. A small sign by the front step read BK House. “What’re we doing here? I thought we were late to the party thing?”
    “I called Aaron, Demitri’s