instinctual physical pull of a mate was still present, it wasn’t the main reason he was sticking around.
Chay grinned as Bit slid into the truck and shut the door.
Keaton wore a pair of khaki pants and a blue pullover shirt, and damn he smelled good. Chay’s cock perked right up at the scent.
Actually, his prick had started getting hard from the thought of seeing Keaton again. He should probably be embarrassed, knowing Keaton could smell his arousal, but he wasn’t. It was fate. For some reason or another he’d been given a male mate and he was going to enjoy it. Who was he to question the powers that be? He was lucky, some wolves never found their mates.
“Hey, Bit. How was your day?”
Keaton chuckled and shook his head. “I can see I’m going to have to find an equally annoying nickname for you, aren’t I?”
“Why do you say that?”
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“Because you insist on calling me Bit. And my day was good, thank you. How was yours?” Keaton looked Chay over from head to toe, then grabbed his seat belt and put it on.
Chay glanced down and noticed a distinct tenting in Bit’s slacks.
Somehow it felt better knowing he wasn’t the only one affected. The fact that, for once, Bit wasn’t snarling at him, felt pretty damned excellent too. “It was fine. You’re in a good mood.”
Keaton shrugged. “The thought of home-cooked food, I guess.”
“Hmm, the thought of my mother’s potato salad gives you wood?”
Bit’s eyes widened comically, the heart-shaped lips parted slightly, then he burst into laughter. And boy, those sky blue eyes crinkling at the edges and sparkling with humor was a pretty sight. “Well, I’m not the only one.” Bit glanced down at Chay’s lap. “Apparently, it’s some damned good potato salad.”
Chay laughed. This was fun. Bit was a pleasure to be around when he wasn’t grumbling about not getting involved with a “straight man”.
“Oh God. I hope like hell we don’t have it tonight. I don’t think I can keep a straight face if we do.”
Bit nodded, still giggling. “Me too. I don’t think I want to explain that one to your parents.” He dabbed the tears out of his eyes. “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Winston, nice to meet you. It’s not the food that’s funny…Chay wants to fuck the potato salad.”
“Not the potato salad, Bit.”
Bit blinked at him, wide-eyed, and cackled even harder. “Don’t want to explain that either.”
Yeah, neither did he. Just the thought of telling them who Keaton was—to him—was a nightmare. Why was he laughing so hard?
Finally, they stopped enough for Chay to put the truck in gear and get on the road. “You know, Bit, that might not be a bad way to break it to them. The lesser of two evils, so to speak. I mean which is worse, your mate being a man, or the idea that you have a hard-on for food?”
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“Good point.” Keaton got quiet for a minute. “You aren’t planning on telling them, are you?” A slight quiver laced Bit’s voice.
Chay glanced over at him. Bit shifted uncomfortably. “Nah, not yet.
Relax. I told you I’d take it slow and I meant it. You have my word. I won’t say anything until you decide it’s okay.”
The tension on the other side of the truck seemed to ease a bit. “I’m not trying to be a hardass, Chay. I just…it’s…you don’t like guys that way and now, you do want me that way? It’s a little hard to believe. Hard to trust, ya know? Not saying you’re lying, but…”
Chay did understand. He’d had a hard time figuring it out himself.
One thing he knew for certain though, the thought of being with Keaton, making love to him, didn’t repulse Chay. Just the opposite actually. “I don’t know how to explain it. You’re my mate and that is all that matters, we can work around the rest.” Thinking about it now, gay sex had never disgusted him, he’d just always preferred females. But with