Griffyn raised his hands, ready to wrap his fingers around the back of the guy’s neck and yank him forward until their lips came together. Tate cocked his head to the side; he raised an eyebrow and gave a pointed glance at Griffyn’s open hands.
He released a sigh and dropped his arms to his sides. What would he say? “Hey, man, I’m bisexual and really want to fuck you right now.” The result of that confession would end in a brawl. One hell of a way to start the semi-vacation.
“What’s going on, Griffyn? Gotta admit, you’re freaking me out a little.”
Tate licked his lower lip, his tongue circled the ring in the corner—one half of his snake bite piercing. Griffyn’s cock thickened, hardened against his zipper. Shit. Why does Tate have to be so damn sexy?
He ran his hand down his face. “I’m bisexual.”
Well, that wasn’t exactly what he’d meant to say, and judging by the wide-eyed look Tate wore, the other man hadn’t expected it either.
“And…fuck. I want you, Tate.”
Might as well go all in now. If he rejects me, then I’ll head to the club on my own. “Wanted you for a while, but didn’t know how to tell you.”
“That’s why you asked me to come out here. You had this planned.” Tate left him at the bar and found his way to one of the double beds where he sat down on the edge of the mattress.
“No.” Yes. “I mean, kind of. Some of it was planned. The club at least.” And more. But Griffyn was afraid he was digging a hole to deep to climb out of. Now that he’d spilled the beans, so to speak, he tried to back off some.
He wasn’t upstairs. She could feel him - feel something - downstairs.
With the tray under her arm, she walked to the staircase. She looked over the white spindled balcony and had a view of the main hall all the way to the front doors. Wind whipped around the porch outside, slapping the glass windowpanes. For the first time this weekend, she considered what Bree told her about being in a house of this size alone. When Bree couldn’t scare her with the ‘fifty rooms, for God’s sake!’ she appealed to legends of the Hudson Valley, of which Sofie was sure her sister knew nothing. Something about the Algonquin Indians still walking the land or riding their ghostly horses all night to scare the foreign settlers away.
Well, that was clearly the wind she heard outside Wynter Estate, not Indians on a rampage to kill the settlers who had taken Algonquin land over three hundred years ago.
Bree had probably looked up the legends for scare tactics. Or made them up. Every door and window was secure, they had even checked the basement and attic.
“You are losing it.”
The tall man in her room must have been her imagination playing tricks on her. But the expression on his face had seemed so real. Compassionate…no, passionate.
She was just emotionally exhausted and needed some sleep but it wouldn’t hurt to take a look around. She headed down the stairs. The front doors were locked tight.
She flipped the switch by the front doors and the crystal chandelier in the foyer banished the darkness. She couldn’t help feeling like she was being watched and leaned her back against the front door to scan the wide foyer. It led off to several different directions and she carefully inspected the dark vaulted archways.
Sofie shrieked, dropped the tray and was halfway to the stairs when she spun to face the main salon. She stood wide-eyed with her hands up in a defensive gesture trying to make sense of the banging sound coming from the dark recesses of the huge room.
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