Relay for Life by Jana Downs Page A

against his ass, and his thoughts scattered as a little gasp escaped from his throat.
“Um, fellas?” he whispered. “Can you let me up?”
    Matthew’s eyes slowly slid open. “Hmm.” He gave a slow grind against Andrew’s torso before awareness entered his expression. “Oh shit. Sorry.” He backed off a bit, removing the hard ridge of his erection from his body. “My bad. I must’ve forgotten to set the buzzer on my watch. What time is it?”
    Marcel gave a low groan behind him and began to move in earnest, humping the swell of his ass. Andrew’s eyes widened, and he squirmed in an effort to get away. Marcel’s hand tightened on his hip, keeping him still.
    Matthew’s lips stretched into an amused smile. “I think he likes you.”
Andrew knew his cheeks were bright red. He felt the hot scald rise up. “He sleeps like the dead. Always has. I guess we’re a little too close.”
“Sweetheart, you’re definitely not close enough,” Matthew teased, his eyes twinkling with mirth. Marcel groaned. “But he seems to be getting there.”
“Oh god!” Andrew said. “You are so crass.” He squirmed, trying to dislodge Marcel, but he felt like he only accomplished to provide a counter rhythm for him to work against. He groaned. “Help me.”
“You sure you want help?” Matthew asked, indicating Andrew’s own prominent erection with a quick downward glance.
“Yes!”
Matthew reached across his body and gave Marcel a hard shake. “Marcel, you’re dry humping your run kid.”
The grinding stopped. “Christ,” Marcel rumbled. “I’m so sorry, Andy.”
“It’s okay,” Andrew said. He sounded a little breathless to his ears. “It happens.” He tried to make a joke. “Good dreams?”
“Great dreams if the size of his erection is any indication,” Matthew said. He sat up and looked down at the two of them. He had the prettiest gray eyes. He crossed his arm over his chest, stretching his shoulder. “I’ll go out first and see if the coast is clear. You two straighten that out.”
“Like you’re any better. You’ve got wood the same as I do,” Marcel snapped, clearly embarrassed. Matthew didn’t respond, just grinned and grabbed his gun before shimmying under the bush and out of sight.
Andrew rolled over to face Marcel. “Sorry,” he said. What he was apologizing for, he wasn’t entirely sure. However, he knew that he had to apologize for it.
“It’s not your fault,” Marcel assured. He gave Andrew an awkward pat. “If anything I should apologize to you.”
“Um, it’s okay. It’s not like you meant to.” There was another long awkward pause where Marcel looked like he was about to say something only to change his mind and shut his slightly parted lips. Andrew swallowed and tried to break this uncomfortable spell. “I know I said it last night, but thanks for coming for me.”
“I would’ve come for you by myself if I would’ve had to. I would’ve walked in,” Marcel said, his eyes shifting away.
Andrew smiled. “Thanks, Marcel. You know you’re the closest thing to family I have. It’s nice to know someone cares that much.”
“I do care. A lot. I mean, I care more than I care about anything.” Marcel stared at him with this weird expression on his face. Andrew’s heart started pounding. He looked like he was going to kiss him . Do I want this to happen ? He licked his lips.
Matthew’s voice rang out from beyond their hiding place. “Things are all clear. But Brook’s com is out. The tracking is working, but the two-way vid is toast. We need to move.”
The spell broke. “Coming,” Marcel said, sitting up.
Andrew followed suit and grabbed Matthew’s bag where he left it. Marcel dragged his pack with him under the branches and out of sight. Today is starting out very strangely . He crouched low and shimmied under the low braches toward open ground. He couldn’t help but notice Marcel’s tight buttock in his standard issue camouflage pants. No. He doesn’t feel like