Illegal Contact Read Online Santino Hassell (The Barons #1)

Categories Genre: GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: The Barons Series by Santino Hassell
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
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“What’s Degrassi?”

I shook my head. “Never mind. No. I’ve never read comics of Clark Kent with a big booty. And no, I don’t look like Clark Kent.”

“You sure as fuck do.” Simeon jerked his head at Gavin. “Brawley agrees. Clark Kent with the dick-sucking lips. That’s what we—”

“Simeon.” Gavin’s voice was a thunderclap in the room. “Shut the fuck up before I get really pissed off.”

My shoulders went tense at the harsh words and the rough tone, but Simeon just rolled his eyes and leaned closer to me.

“You ever noticed that G is a little touchy?”

He called Gavin “G” and Marcus called him “Gav.” It was weird to realize Gavin had nicknames. Just like it was weird to acknowledge he had friends this close.

“I noticed he knows you two well enough to have written me a grocery list filled with your favorites.”

“Sure as hell does.” Marcus turned back to us, brandishing a tub of Ben and Jerry’s. “Good looks, man.”

Gavin shrugged, clearly not ready to admit he was capable of being thoughtful or caring about the lives of others.

“G used to stay with us,” Simeon said. “We met in training camp back when we was all rookies.”

“Don’t be acting like your ass didn’t start playing for the Predators first,” Marcus said around his spoon. “That’s why they hate you now.”

Simeon waved him off. “Feeling’s mutual.”

“I can’t picture any of you being on the bench,” I admitted. “I’m not a huge football fan, but even I know who you are.”

Gavin’s cool, unfriendly stare shifted from Simeon to me.

“Oh, reeeally?” Simeon’s face lit up. “What you know about me? Tell me everything.”

“Oh Lord,” Marcus groaned. “You got him started. Here we go.”

“Er, I know you’re a quarterback. There was a cute Buzzfeed article about you and your dog. And your name tends to come up when me and my friend are watching TMZ.” I tried to think of one of the more embarrassing stories I’d heard. “You get linked to models and actresses a lot.”

“All lies,” he said airily. “Even the dog thing. That dog belongs to Marcus, and he stays eating my shit.”

I couldn’t help a laugh. How was he so normal and easy to talk to? “Really? I heard you had an affair with Leonardo DiCaprio’s girlfriend.”

Simeon’s smile got bigger and more sharklike. “Nope. I’m more likely to have fucked Leo. Or been fucked by Leo, ya heard?”

This time, my mouth fell open.

Marcus dropped his spoon, and Gavin sat up straight.

“Simeon, you are such an idiot,” he snapped at the same time as Marcus said, “Seriously, Simeon? After all this shit?”

I looked between them, blinking.

“What? Y’all done told me he signed a confidentiality agreement!” Simeon huffed out a big sigh. “Besides, he’s a gay social-justice warrior. Safer than a titanium condom.”

“Uh . . . I wouldn’t—” I started to say.

“I know he’s safe, but you don’t. You didn’t even hesitate.” Gavin got to his feet, cutting me off. “I can’t believe you.”

What even was happening?

“It’s my business,” Simeon said, a defensive edge creeping into his tone. “And my life. Just because of one bad incident, you won’t see me going around hiding and ducking and never talking to another guy. What if I wanted to ask Noah out on a date? Can’t do that without letting the gay cat out of the rainbow bag.”

“You’re not asking Noah out on a date,” Gavin growled.

“Why not?” Simeon glanced at me again, batting his long lashes. “Don’t you think I’m pretty?”

“Very pretty. But—” I looked between them again. “I would never out anyone. Believe me. And I don’t know how this works, but I’ll sign anything you want stating you can sue me, or whatever, if I let the . . . gay cat out of the rainbow bag.”

Simeon hopped off the bar stool and came around to my side of the bar. He threw a powerful arm around my shoulders and jerked me against him. “See? Perfectly trustworthy. You should have more faith in your staff, Gavin.”

“It’s not about Noah. I know I can trust him.” Even as Gavin said it, his gaze dropped to Simeon’s arm around me. His frown deepened. “It’s about how careless you are, and how you don’t give a second thought to any of the dumbass shit you do.”

“I gotta back Gavin up on this one, man.” Marcus had washed his spoon and was tucking into his ice cream again. He plopped down at the table next to Gavin. “And you can’t act like Gav doesn’t have a vested interest after what happened.”

I desperately wanted to ask what had happened. Why were they acting like Simeon had to explain his choices to either of them? My first response was to think they should mind their own damn business. If the hot quarterback wanted to flirt with me, he could and should. And if he didn’t want to live in the closet when in privacy, he shouldn’t have to.


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