Straight Dad (Fixer Brothers Construction Co #2) Read Online Raleigh Ruebins

Categories Genre: M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Fixer Brothers Construction Co Series by Raleigh Ruebins
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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Charlie waved me off. “I’m so over him. Onto bigger and better things. I’m kind of into jocks now, anyway, after seeing how hot Kace is in person. Maybe someday I’ll try going to the gym and snagging some hot muscle-bro.”

“Good,” I said. “Anyone but the J-word. Asshole.”

“Never again,” Charlie agreed. “Even though jocks can be dumb as rocks—”

Just then Charlie stopped talking, looking toward the doorway and turning a little red. I turned to see Jax, one of the Jade Brewery bartenders, standing right there and checking out the cleaned-up bathroom tile.

“Shit,” Charlie said. “I didn’t mean that. Sorry, Jax.”

Jax was just about the textbook definition of a college jock. He often wore baseball caps, both backward or forward. He wore athletic shirts, jerseys, or loose tank tops. He was certainly a guy who spent a lot of time in the gym.

“Jax is a J-word we can still say,” I joked. “Jax good. Jim bad. Easy math.”

“You’re not a dumb jock,” Charlie said, still embarrassed and apologizing.

Jax just shrugged a shoulder, not seeming to mind at all. “Actually, I kind of might be a dumb jock, but I can’t pretend I really care.”

Charlie was blushing as he finished wiping away the grout haze and walked across the room. “You don’t seem dumb to me at all,” Charlie said, a rare moment of sweetness rather than his usual spice and sass. He cleared his throat, looking over at the tile. “Well, we finished the job in record time. What do you think?”

“It looks fucking killer,” Jax said, gazing at the tile. “Knew you guys would do good work.”

After Charlie and I cleaned up and put all of our tools and supplies back into our van, we headed back in to have a beer at the bar. It was time for at least a little bit of kicking back and relaxing.

It had been a long day, and an even longer week. We’d been crazy busy, trying to cram and finish a bunch of old, straggling projects and paperwork before getting started on Kace’s guest house tomorrow morning.

And it had been a full week since I’d taken the plunge, sending Kace a fully naked photo of myself.

I still got a little jolt of adrenaline every time it crossed my mind this week. I’d never done anything like that, and certainly not to another guy. Certainly not a much younger, much more famous guy.

But ever since I’d sent the photo, it had been as if Kace was trying to one-up me. I hadn’t seen him all week, but each day—sometimes in the middle of the day, sometimes late at night—I had gotten some sort of photo or video from him. First, just photos of him post-workout, looking hotter than hell and sweaty in a good way.

But he’d also sent me a few naked photos—and one video that made me drop everything and jerk off in the shower one morning. I was only ten minutes late to work, but that was enough for me. Kace was getting in my head, and I had no clue how to handle it.

I was looking at my phone and mindlessly sipping my beer when Charlie gave me a nudge.

“You okay?” he asked from the barstool beside mine. “Been lost in your phone for ten minutes, and you’re not the type to do that.”

I let out a sigh, locking my phone and shoving it in my pocket. “I hate it. I’ve been way too attached to this thing lately.”

“Anything good in there?”

I gave Charlie a look, and before long he was lifting his eyebrows at me.

“I’ve been sort of, I don’t know, flirt texting, with someone,” I said. “Well, not flirting, really. Maybe it’s called… sexting?”

Charlie’s face broke into a wide smile, and Jax happened to walk up behind the bar right then, too, coming back from his break.

“I’ve never seen Charlie look that excited,” Jax said, a grin on his face, too. “Juicy gossip?”

Charlie looked from me to Jax and back again. “Can I tell him?”

“Well, you kind of have to, now,” I said with a big shrug. “Go for it.”

Charlie looked giddy. “Nathan’s been sexting. I’ve been working with him for years and I’ve never heard any mention of something like this.”

“Hey, hey,” I said, holding up a hand. “Just because I don’t talk to you about my sex life doesn’t mean it’s been nonexistent.”

My head was swimming, though. In recent years, it really had been close to nonexistent, as I focused on work and always being around for Maddy whenever she or my ex-wife Ranna needed me.

“So who’s the lucky lady?” Charlie asked. “Also, Jax, I’m going to need another beer.”

I paused for a moment as Jax pulled Charlie another beer from the tap.

The “lucky lady” isn’t a lady at all. And he’s a super famous football player. Oh, and we’re starting work on his house tomorrow.


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