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Because with the way you usually act, he thinks
he does.
Outraged, Brody tried to shove Chauncey
away, only to find the nurse wouldn t budge. Brody
silently cursed fate for giving him such a scrawny
build as he huffed in irritation.
Are you calling me a slut?
You told me yourself that up until a few months
ago that you were, Chauncey pointed out.
Are you going to use everything I said last
night against me?
After the way he d opened himself up to
Chauncey it would destroy him if the man turned
on him that way. Brody had shared things with him
that he d never told another living soul.
Chauncey s expression grew tender as he
cupped Brody s face. Babe, I would never do that
to you.
Why should I believe you? I know you can t
stand me.
If I couldn t stand you, I wouldn t be out here
now, trying to make you feel better. Do you
honestly think I d do that unless I cared for you?
Brody shook his head. I don t know what to
think.
Then don t think. Chauncey leaned down and
lightly brushed their lips together. Just feel.
Desire coursed through Brody as his damn
libido betrayed him yet again. His cock played the
role of traitor, too, as it grew hard and pressed
against the fly of his uniform pants.
I don t want to get hurt, Brody finally admitted.
I know I m not good enough for you and that lit will
only be a matter of time before you figure that out
for yourself and dump me.
Why do you think so little of yourself?
I don t think, I know. Brody gave a bitter laugh.
A lot of people have gone out of their way to
make sure I know exactly what I am an
airheaded slut who s only good for one thing.
Chauncey stepped back as if he d been
slapped and Brody didn t blame him. He knew
they were both recalling when Chauncey himself
had tossed some of those very words in Brody s
direction.
I didn t mean it. Not really. They were just
words spoken in anger.
Brody forced himself to give a crooked grin.
No hard feelings. You were just speaking the
truth.
I never wanted to make you
A sound came from the rear of the rig, making
Chauncey cut his sentence short. They both
jumped apart guiltily right before Kiefer came
around. He stopped and gave them a confused
look. Something he d been doing way too much
for Brody s comfort.
I thought you said you were going to clean the
rig, Kiefer said, his gaze going from Brody to
Chauncey and then back to Brody again.
Brody straightened, his heart hammering from
fear of Kiefer discovering them. Yeah, I was just
getting to that. Sorry.
Kiefer let out an aggravated sigh. You didn t
get it done because you were too busy arguing
with Chauncey. I really wish you two would knock
that crap off. Do you have any idea how annoying
it is to have to listen to you go on like two kids
fighting over a shovel in the sandbox?
Brody brushed by Chauncey then went to the
rear doors of the rig and pulled them open. He
climbed inside and began to gather up the trash,
and used equipment. As he worked, he could
hear Chauncey and Kiefer arguing.
You need to cut him a break, Kiefer said.
What makes you think I was giving him a hard
time? Chauncey countered.
Because you always ride his case. If I didn t
know any better, I d swear you had a hard on or
something for him.
Brody froze, hand halfway to the garbage can
as he waited for Chauncey s reply. I do have to
admit he has a cute, bratty thing going about him.
Bratty. Despite himself, Brody couldn t help but
smile now whenever Chauncey used that word in
conjunction when speaking about him. It d almost
become a pet name between the two of them.
Just try to be nicer to him. I have a feeling his
home life isn t that good so he can use all the
friends he can get.
Brody wanted to snap back that he didn t need
any help and he could take care of himself. That
would mean, however, he d have to reveal he d
been eavesdropping so he held his tongue.
Which wasn t an easy thing for somebody like him
to do.
What do you mean his home life isn t good?
Did he tell you anything?
That s just it& he never talks about his family.
The only reason I know anything at all is because
one of our crews responded to his house one
day. He still lives with his mother and I guess she
has some major issues.
Brody felt as if his whole world were colliding in
on him. He sucked in a breath as he waited for
Chauncey s reply, but stayed silent as Kiefer
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Because with the way you usually act, he thinks
he does.
Outraged, Brody tried to shove Chauncey
away, only to find the nurse wouldn t budge. Brody
silently cursed fate for giving him such a scrawny
build as he huffed in irritation.
Are you calling me a slut?
You told me yourself that up until a few months
ago that you were, Chauncey pointed out.
Are you going to use everything I said last
night against me?
After the way he d opened himself up to
Chauncey it would destroy him if the man turned
on him that way. Brody had shared things with him
that he d never told another living soul.
Chauncey s expression grew tender as he
cupped Brody s face. Babe, I would never do that
to you.
Why should I believe you? I know you can t
stand me.
If I couldn t stand you, I wouldn t be out here
now, trying to make you feel better. Do you
honestly think I d do that unless I cared for you?
Brody shook his head. I don t know what to
think.
Then don t think. Chauncey leaned down and
lightly brushed their lips together. Just feel.
Desire coursed through Brody as his damn
libido betrayed him yet again. His cock played the
role of traitor, too, as it grew hard and pressed
against the fly of his uniform pants.
I don t want to get hurt, Brody finally admitted.
I know I m not good enough for you and that lit will
only be a matter of time before you figure that out
for yourself and dump me.
Why do you think so little of yourself?
I don t think, I know. Brody gave a bitter laugh.
A lot of people have gone out of their way to
make sure I know exactly what I am an
airheaded slut who s only good for one thing.
Chauncey stepped back as if he d been
slapped and Brody didn t blame him. He knew
they were both recalling when Chauncey himself
had tossed some of those very words in Brody s
direction.
I didn t mean it. Not really. They were just
words spoken in anger.
Brody forced himself to give a crooked grin.
No hard feelings. You were just speaking the
truth.
I never wanted to make you
A sound came from the rear of the rig, making
Chauncey cut his sentence short. They both
jumped apart guiltily right before Kiefer came
around. He stopped and gave them a confused
look. Something he d been doing way too much
for Brody s comfort.
I thought you said you were going to clean the
rig, Kiefer said, his gaze going from Brody to
Chauncey and then back to Brody again.
Brody straightened, his heart hammering from
fear of Kiefer discovering them. Yeah, I was just
getting to that. Sorry.
Kiefer let out an aggravated sigh. You didn t
get it done because you were too busy arguing
with Chauncey. I really wish you two would knock
that crap off. Do you have any idea how annoying
it is to have to listen to you go on like two kids
fighting over a shovel in the sandbox?
Brody brushed by Chauncey then went to the
rear doors of the rig and pulled them open. He
climbed inside and began to gather up the trash,
and used equipment. As he worked, he could
hear Chauncey and Kiefer arguing.
You need to cut him a break, Kiefer said.
What makes you think I was giving him a hard
time? Chauncey countered.
Because you always ride his case. If I didn t
know any better, I d swear you had a hard on or
something for him.
Brody froze, hand halfway to the garbage can
as he waited for Chauncey s reply. I do have to
admit he has a cute, bratty thing going about him.
Bratty. Despite himself, Brody couldn t help but
smile now whenever Chauncey used that word in
conjunction when speaking about him. It d almost
become a pet name between the two of them.
Just try to be nicer to him. I have a feeling his
home life isn t that good so he can use all the
friends he can get.
Brody wanted to snap back that he didn t need
any help and he could take care of himself. That
would mean, however, he d have to reveal he d
been eavesdropping so he held his tongue.
Which wasn t an easy thing for somebody like him
to do.
What do you mean his home life isn t good?
Did he tell you anything?
That s just it& he never talks about his family.
The only reason I know anything at all is because
one of our crews responded to his house one
day. He still lives with his mother and I guess she
has some major issues.
Brody felt as if his whole world were colliding in
on him. He sucked in a breath as he waited for
Chauncey s reply, but stayed silent as Kiefer
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