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frat-boy joke. He’d seen the way Matt’s eyes had glazed over the second Alex got close. His response had been pretty noticeable and sexy as hell because of it, but what if Matt was too fucking nervous to explore whatever it was that made the groan of longing slip past his lips with very little effort on Alex’s part?
    What would happen if Matt wasn’t nervous?
    What if Alex had just made himself a one-way ticket to gaytopia, and he was suddenly stuck with a bicurious frat boy who had nothing to do with the next year of his life?
    Alex shifted and stood up, because that problem didn’t sound nearly as problematic as it should. Hot, virginal ass from the very buff and attractive Matt Tarrington sounded like a wet dream come to life. Alex better hope Matt was scared, because if he wasn’t, they were in a whole world of shit.
    He started making breakfast. It was easier to think when he went on autopilot. Before he knew it, he had an omelet and hash browns going on their old stove and a fresh pot of coffee brewing. It should help, but it wasn’t doing a damn thing but reminding him of being hot, sweaty, and stuck in close quarters with Matt all day yesterday. The tension had been thick enough to cut with a knife, and no amount of jerking off once he’d gotten home had helped dispel it.
    He reached down and adjusted himself inside his jeans, half hard just thinking about it.
    Will walked into the kitchen. “Wash your hands.”
    Alex just cupped himself again, and rubbed his palm over his crotch with more flare. Then he made a point to reach over and grab the toast in the toaster. Seeing the way Will winced, he went one step farther and licked it, dragging his tongue slowly over the full length of the bread as he looked at his brother over the crust of it.
    “That’s your piece.” Will turned away and went for the coffeemaker. “In fact, that’s your entire breakfast. I’m not touching it.”
    “Oh, come on, asshole.” Alex rolled his eyes, feeling guilty now. Will was too intense for his own good. “I made enough for all of us. Stop being a freak. I didn’t jerk off in it or anything.”
    “That helps my appetite.” Will looked away from the stove and poured himself a cup of coffee instead. “When are you gonna grow up?”
    “And be neurotic like you?” Alex snorted. “Hopefully never.”
    “Speaking of jerking off.” Will leaned against the counter and took a sip out of the cracked mug. “Is that what you’re gonna spend all day doing? Lying naked in back with Holly doing jack shit when the garbage disposal in unit three’s still acting up? Eight and six checked out and—”
    “I got it.” Alex held up his hand to stop the rant. “Our tans will suffer another day in the name of responsibility. Stop lecturing me.”
    “Why do you two have an aversion to clothing?”
    “’Cause we grew up on an island where the sun shines year round, and we look better without tan lines.”
    “You can’t just run around carefree and reckless for the rest of your life. What would Mom and Dad think about you still working at Frank’s?”
    “Asshole.” Alex turned to gape at him. “ You’re still working at Frank’s.”
    “Yeah, but I’m in school. Sweating in a kitchen for the next thirty years is not my great life plan. I have goals, Alex.”
    Alex rolled his eyes. “Well, then good for you. Enjoy your goals.”
    “I just feel like I’m letting Mom and Dad down by—”
    “Mom and Dad are dead. And it’s not your job to take over for them. Stop trying. Please. It irritates the fuck out of me.”
    Will shook his head. “I should’ve insisted you stay with Aunt Violet after the car accident. I had no business keeping you on the island. I was so caught up with trying to keep our heads above water, but I still should’ve made your baseball scholarship a bigger priority. I let you miss too much school to help out around here. You’d probably have a degree by now if I hadn’t dragged you down with