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That awkward moment when you accidentally fool around with a closet case. I have a strict policy against dating closeted guys. Confused straight guys? Absolutely. Guys who don’t mind being out and proud? Duh. But closet cases are a hard pass. Been there, done that, have the t-shirt with a giant picture of a broken heart on it. It would be a lot easier to stick to my dating rule if Matthew Hart could be slightly less irresistible.
Being a closeted gay college football player is not all it’s cracked up to be. After I broke my high school boyfriend’s heart by refusing to come out of the closet, I swore off serious dating. I don’t want to hurt anyone like that again, and I’ll admit I’m protecting my own heart in the process, too. It was a lot easier to stick to my no dating rule before I laid eyes on Jax Greene. He’s exactly my type in every possible way. If there’s even the slightest chance that history won’t repeat itself, I want to see where things might lead. Convincing Jax to give me a chance though might be the toughest play I’ve ever made.
**This book is the first M/M installment of the Sexy Nerd Boys series, but can be read as a stand-alone. Recommended for 18+ due to language and all kinds of hot sex
*please note this sneak peek is unedited*
Typically, waking up to the deep, pleasured moans of another man would mean it’s a great fucking morning. Unfortunately, these particular moans are coming through the walls, and are accompanied by the far less appealing, higher pitched, female cries of pleasure.
I grumble to myself as I gather my blankets closer to my bare chest, cursing my cold, empty bed. I grab my phone to check the time and decide it’s a reasonable hour to get up and take a shower before class.
Wincing as my feet meet the icy floor, the moans from the other side of the wall reach a crescendo and I consider giving them a round of applause just to be a dick. Chase and Lila are good roommates, noisy morning sex aside. They pay their portion of the rent on time, they keep the place pretty clean, and it’s nice to come home to an apartment that isn’t empty.
Their situation is pretty weird since he’s had a secret crush on Lila since before they officially met, and thanks to a weird twist of fate she ended up as my roommate. They’re still working out what all the sex means to them. But that’s not my story to tell.
I turn on the shower and bounce to generate heat as I wait for the water to reach the perfect temperature- which for me is just shy of scalding. I glance down at my half-hearted morning wood and contemplate tugging a quick one out. But, I can’t muster the necessary enthusiasm.
Something about the long, cold winter is getting to me and I get the feeling it’s the fact that all my friends have someone to cuddle up to during the cold nights and I’m riding solo.
The frigid January morning grips me by the balls as I make the trek to my first class of the spring semester.
As soon as I enter the lecture hall I’m flagged down by one of my teammates. Jinxy-so named for his abundance of superstitions regarding winning streaks- is the tight end for the football team.
“Hey QB,” Jinxy greets me with a fist bump. I slide into the empty seat behind him and listen as he starts to fill me in on his winter break.
I pull my hat down in an attempt to shield my ears from the frigid breeze. As I walk with my friends Lila and Hadley, on my way to pick up my very best friend Aubrey before our morning anthropology class.
“You know what I’ve been thinking,” Lila says to Hadley, eyeing me in a way that lets me know whatever “we” should do has something to do with me. “We should introduce Jax to…”
“I was thinking the same thing. Get Ravi off his case about needing a boyfriend,” Hadley agrees with a conspiratorial smirk.
“My ears are burning. Are you ladies trying to fix me up with some big hunk of man?” I ask with a mixture of amusement and hope.
“Yeah, the only thing is he’s not out,” Hadley laments. I frown and shake my head ‘no’ fast enough to give myself whiplash.
“Sorry, I don’t do closet cases. Been there, done that, have the t-shirt. Never again
“Oh there’s my girl,” I say, waving at Aubrey as she trudges through the snow towards us.
Hadley and Lila share a confused look at my wording.
“What? Just because I don’t want to put my dick in her doesn’t make her any less my girl. She sure as hell doesn’t belong to the dickrag she calls a boyfriend, he’s too busy sticking it in anything that moves.”
“Jackson Greene I cannot believe I let you talk me into a class before nine in the morning. I hate you,” Aubrey berates as she nears.
“You love me, now come give me some sugar.” I pull her in for a hug and a sloppy kiss on the cheek before letting her go.
“You guys are kind of weird,” Lila notes with a laugh.
“You’re weird,” I shoot back with juvenile satisfaction.
“And on that note, this is where we leave you. Our class is that way,” Hadley says pointing to the left. I give the girls a hug and Aubrey and I head to the right.
“Could that guy be any more gay?” Jinxy says- halting his story about a girl he banged on New Years- as a girl and guy enter the classroom.
I roll my eyes and force my fists not to clench at his comment. My best friend, Hadley, told me I should just tell the neanderthals on the football team that I like guys and if they have a problem with it they can get fucked. But, it’s attitudes like Jinxy’s that have kept me in the closet.
No way I’ll have a shot at the NFL if I come out. We’ve come a long way in this country in the past few years, but there’s still a stigma on homo’s in the locker room. Can’t say I blame them entirely, although I’ve always been careful to keep my eyes forward and I’d never dream of hitting on any of my teammates.
Athletes aren’t my type. Not that I’m against all the rippling muscles or anything. But, if I had to describe my type I’d say he’s exactly like the guy who just walked in. Short, full beard, thick rimmed nerd glasses, and a mop of messy curls on top of his head that looks like he just rolled out of bed.
He catches me staring as he makes his way to a seat, he gives me a brazen wink and makes a kissy face at me. I can’t help but laugh. Dude has some balls, playing flirty with a ‘straight’ football player. My dick immediately takes notice, thickening in my pants.
“What a fucking perv,” Jinxy declares, giving the guy the finger.
“Do you even know him?”
“His name’s Jackson, I think. I sat next to him last semester in my English credit, he was always making passes at me.”
“For real?” my eyebrows go up. That’s more than fucking ballsy to repeatedly hit on a guy who’s made it clear he’s straight.
“Hey Sean, didn’t know you were in this class baby. Are we finally going to stop dancing around this attraction we’re both feeling?” Jackson taunts from a few rows back. Jinxy’s jaw clenches and his face turns red. I stifle a laugh. Jinxy’s such an idiot, the guy’s not hitting on him, he’s pushing his buttons.
Jackson notices my smirk and gives me an acknowledging head nod. I nod back before turning to face the podium as the professor gets ready to start his lecture.