Kyle had a choice to make, let him go and let it all go. Stop pursuing this guy or make one last stand. He’d earned it, and Jim had agreed to the terms. No way was Kyle letting Jim walk now. Running to catch him, Kyle pushed Jim’s back against the padded wall. “Stop,” he said. “Are you crazy? Kyle, you need to move on. You got what you wanted.” “No, no I didn’t. I won, and you’re blue balling me? I tried asking you out. I tried to do it right.” Jim’s jaw tightened. “My company is old fashioned and private.” “Fine, so I texted you. I’m not trying to out you. It’s been a year of flirting and having you around. You played the I’m not gay lie and the I don’t want this lie.” Kyle’s fury built. “I’ve never worked so hard to get close to someone. Why not come back to my hotel room and talk? Get some late night room service? Is that so bad?” “What’s between us is just physical.” Jim crossed his arms. Claiming Jim’s mouth like a trophy, Kyle kissed him deeply.
