The piece was custom-made to go well with the
bracelet.
“That’s
beautiful.”
Ghost looked to
the ring with a long exhale. “The big onyx represents you, and the
diamond is so that you know I’m always around if you need me.”
Luca inhaled
sharply, and then his warm body pressed against Ghost’s, smooth
lips pressing against his, the fragrant, slightly scratchy skin
brushing his chin. It ended without any warning, with Luca pulling
away.
“Sorry,” he
whispered, pushing the ring on the tip of his ring finger.
Ghost reached
back to his own neck with a deep breath. He needed to contain this
somehow. “I’m not like the other guys, I’m not disgusted. But I’m
not gay either.”
“It’s fine,”
muttered Luca without looking at him. He gave up on trying to push
the ring on the correct finger and slid it on his left pinky. Ghost
couldn’t help a sad smile.
“So… how are
you liking the US?” he asked as they approached the club. The loud
metal music was already reaching their ears.
“Didn’t see
much yet,” said Luca. “I just landed the day before yesterday.
Frederico keeps me with him most of the time.”
“I’ll take you
somewhere, though there’s not much to see in Detroit. I want to get
to know this… new you.” Ghost dared to pat Luca on the shoulder as
they walked into the clubhouse through the back door, after getting
a small travel bag from Ghost’s motorbike.
“Same
here.”
It didn’t take
long for them to get a room assigned, and after a brief good-bye
from Tooth and Milk, they climbed to the first floor. The music was
loud enough to be felt through the floor, but Ghost was so tired
he’d still sleep like a baby. The room belonged to someone, as
there were personal items: posters of heavy metal bands, the
American flag above the bed, and even clothes in the wardrobe. But
what stood out the most in the small, cramped room was a single
king-size bed. This was a nightmare waiting to happen.
Ghost took off
his jacket and pulled a T-shirt out of his backpack. He knew Luca
was only left with the clothes on his back. “I kinda went by the
size from the photos, give or take.” He sighed and showed the blue
top to Luca. It had a print saying ‘The Age of Sleepless’, which
was a pun on the name of the game they met in― The Age of
Endless . The matching shorts had a pattern of futuristic guns.
Now, Ghost knew what a bad choice it was to buy something as
intimate as underwear or pajamas, yet he hoped Luca would find it
funny. The look on his handsome face made Ghost sigh with
relief.
“That’s so
sweet of you,” he said, accepting the pajamas. He turned them in
his hands, feeling the fabric. “Can I shower first?”
Ghost let out a
nervous laugh. “Yeah, of course. You don’t have to wear it either.
It’s probably too small. I have to reevaluate things.”
Luca smiled in
a way so charming Ghost couldn’t help but stare. He shrugged, and
walked into the bathroom, shutting the door without a word.
Ghost undressed
as fast as possible, to avoid awkwardness, but it didn’t help that
he’d only brought a pair of loose pajama pants, hoping to show off.
Why had he been so stupid? As the water buzzed in the shower, he
looked into the mirror in the wardrobe. He’d been hitting the gym
every day for a month since he’d heard about Zara coming to the
States. He’d even taken some condoms with him, in case things got
heated. But no matter the quality of his abs, there would be no use
for rubbers tonight.
He stiffened
when the water stopped in the bathroom. The door opened, and Luca
emerged in the blue pajamas, which were definitely too small for
him. At least the shorts did cover his cock as he looked at Ghost
with a wide grin. “All yours.”
Ghost just
stared, unsure what to do about such flirting. “I’m not sure that’s
appropriate,” he mumbled, but his gaze drifted to the lean muscles
of Luca’s thighs.
Luca raised his
eyebrows. “You just gave it to