that about me . But it had certainly felt like he did when he’d been holding him and grinding against him. He banished the thought. It had been a dream. It probably hadn’t even been about him. Besides, it was wholly inappropriate to fantasize about someone in the middle of a zombie crisis. There would be plenty of time to examine the feelings later.
* * * *
Matthew tried not to notice the two of them. Marcel had been right. Andrew Ainsley was absolutely beautiful. At five eleven with bright green eyes and blond hair, he was a hell of a catch. Matthew would have hit on him in a split second given the opportunity. When he’d woken up with his arms full of the run kid, a sense of rightness had filled him. Watching Marcel work against him in sleep had only ratcheted up his desire. The fact that he noticed how Marcel’s dark good looks contrasted beautifully with Andrew’s light ones made him feel guilty. He should be more worried about his family than his newfound attraction to the two men. It was a visceral reaction, something that needed to be put aside for the time being. Yes, he was attracted. However, he knew next to nothing about either one of them. It wasn’t like him to get his head turned and his priorities mixed up over a few pretty faces.
“Do you have their coordinates?” Marcel asked, stepping in beside him as Andrew dusted himself off.
“Yeah,” Matthew said, forcing his mind off the two of them and the erection he was hoping was hidden by his fatigues. “I’ve got it set. We just need to get moving.” He motioned to his pack. “Get some breakfast bars out. We need to eat.”
Andrew tore into the breakfast bar the same way he’d eaten the meal packet from last night. It was obvious the guy had lost some weight since being out here, but he must’ve been resilient enough to find some kind of food supply, because he wasn’t anywhere near emaciated. Andrew gave him a weird look. “You’re staring at me.”
“Sorry, just assessing your fitness level. I don’t want to push you too hard. A lot of times people are worse off than they initially appear.” Translation: I am not being a creep. I swear .
Andrew smiled shyly and popped the rest of the bar into his mouth. He chewed a few times before swallowing. “I’m fine. I knew I was dwindling on reserves, but I’m not too bad yet.” A look of embarrassment crossed his face. “Do you think we have time for a bathroom break before we go?”
Matthew couldn’t help but laugh. “Go but not too far. Take my bag. We’ll be right here. Scream if you need us.”
He gave him a grateful smile and hauled Matthew’s bag further up on his shoulder before taking off toward thicker forest. Matthew turned his back in respect, and Marcel did the same. “Is he as sweet as he seems?” Matthew asked.
“More so,” Marcel said, giving him a strange look. “Andy has a heart of gold and always has.” He frowned. “Interested? He’s not the type for a casual hookup.”
Matthew laughed at the protective note in his voice. “I’m not that guy, Marcel. Would you be offended if I said I was attracted to both of you?”
“You don’t know us.”
“I know you’re both beautiful, and I like what I see. How would you feel about a celebratory dinner at my place when this whole thing is done?” Embarrassment hit him at the incredulous look Marcel gave him. “I mean, unless you don’t do poly relationships. In which case, I get it, and I know you have feelings for the guy already. I’ll back off. I’m sorry. I overstepped.”
“You have to be the boldest person I’ve ever met,” Marcel said, his expression hard. Matthew bit the inside of his cheek. Marcel continued, and visage softened. “But you’re actually really respectful. I can respect that. I don’t know if I’d be into a three-way relationship like your uncles have, but I’ll consider it. Is that good enough?”
Matthew’s eyes shot wide in surprise. “For now. That’s absolutely good
* * * *
Matthew tried not to notice the two of them. Marcel had been right. Andrew Ainsley was absolutely beautiful. At five eleven with bright green eyes and blond hair, he was a hell of a catch. Matthew would have hit on him in a split second given the opportunity. When he’d woken up with his arms full of the run kid, a sense of rightness had filled him. Watching Marcel work against him in sleep had only ratcheted up his desire. The fact that he noticed how Marcel’s dark good looks contrasted beautifully with Andrew’s light ones made him feel guilty. He should be more worried about his family than his newfound attraction to the two men. It was a visceral reaction, something that needed to be put aside for the time being. Yes, he was attracted. However, he knew next to nothing about either one of them. It wasn’t like him to get his head turned and his priorities mixed up over a few pretty faces.
“Do you have their coordinates?” Marcel asked, stepping in beside him as Andrew dusted himself off.
“Yeah,” Matthew said, forcing his mind off the two of them and the erection he was hoping was hidden by his fatigues. “I’ve got it set. We just need to get moving.” He motioned to his pack. “Get some breakfast bars out. We need to eat.”
Andrew tore into the breakfast bar the same way he’d eaten the meal packet from last night. It was obvious the guy had lost some weight since being out here, but he must’ve been resilient enough to find some kind of food supply, because he wasn’t anywhere near emaciated. Andrew gave him a weird look. “You’re staring at me.”
“Sorry, just assessing your fitness level. I don’t want to push you too hard. A lot of times people are worse off than they initially appear.” Translation: I am not being a creep. I swear .
Andrew smiled shyly and popped the rest of the bar into his mouth. He chewed a few times before swallowing. “I’m fine. I knew I was dwindling on reserves, but I’m not too bad yet.” A look of embarrassment crossed his face. “Do you think we have time for a bathroom break before we go?”
Matthew couldn’t help but laugh. “Go but not too far. Take my bag. We’ll be right here. Scream if you need us.”
He gave him a grateful smile and hauled Matthew’s bag further up on his shoulder before taking off toward thicker forest. Matthew turned his back in respect, and Marcel did the same. “Is he as sweet as he seems?” Matthew asked.
“More so,” Marcel said, giving him a strange look. “Andy has a heart of gold and always has.” He frowned. “Interested? He’s not the type for a casual hookup.”
Matthew laughed at the protective note in his voice. “I’m not that guy, Marcel. Would you be offended if I said I was attracted to both of you?”
“You don’t know us.”
“I know you’re both beautiful, and I like what I see. How would you feel about a celebratory dinner at my place when this whole thing is done?” Embarrassment hit him at the incredulous look Marcel gave him. “I mean, unless you don’t do poly relationships. In which case, I get it, and I know you have feelings for the guy already. I’ll back off. I’m sorry. I overstepped.”
“You have to be the boldest person I’ve ever met,” Marcel said, his expression hard. Matthew bit the inside of his cheek. Marcel continued, and visage softened. “But you’re actually really respectful. I can respect that. I don’t know if I’d be into a three-way relationship like your uncles have, but I’ll consider it. Is that good enough?”
Matthew’s eyes shot wide in surprise. “For now. That’s absolutely good
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