Up For The Challenge Read Online Riley Hart, Devon McCormack

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
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I couldn’t help it; a laugh tumbled out of my mouth. Sean grinned and I smiled back…and who the fuck was this guy?

I stuck my hand into my pocket and pulled his license out, holding it up for him with two fingers. “Did you lose something?”

“Oh, that one’s expired. No biggie.”

Motherfucker.

I turned the license around to check the date just as Sean started laughing like crazy and goddamn him for getting the best of me again.

“I hate you.”

“You don’t know me.”

“Let’s go out for coffee.” What the giant fuck did I just say? I hadn’t thought about it.…The words just jumped out of my mouth. Take it back. I just need to take it back and forget what I just asked.

“No.”

Wait. What? “Why not? It’s just coffee.” I obviously hadn’t thought it was just coffee 3.5 seconds earlier.

“Because I don’t see the point in going out for coffee with you.” He crossed his arms.

“How about to drink coffee?”

Sean rolled his eyes. “Look, Straighty. I get it. You’re a little thrown off your game because you were saved by the gay boy.”

My forehead wrinkled. “No, no. This has nothing to do with you being gay. I assure you, I don’t like anyone to save my ass—gay, straight, or bi. In fact, it’s never happened until last night.”

“Actually, I’m bi. And twice. I saved your ass twice.”

“I hate you,” I said again and he chuckled. I had to admit, it was slightly refreshing that he kept up with me like he did. “I owe you coffee. Let’s go get a drink.” I didn’t know why I was pushing this so much. There really wasn’t a reason. I should have given him his ID back and been on my way. I didn’t need a new friend. I could forget he’d saved my ass and it would be like it had never happened—but I couldn’t. It would drive me fucking crazy and I knew it. He was too damn interesting.

“No,” he said again before he plucked the license from my hand and turned to go back into his apartment. I caught the door and stepped inside.

“I don’t like being dismissed.”

“You don’t like being saved or dismissed? Someone has issues.…”

Damn him for making me want to laugh. “I don’t have issues. And I’m also determined as fuck when I want something. Have some goddamned coffee with me, so I can see you’re really not as intriguing as you seem. Then I’ll be on my way.”

“No,” he said again. He picked up a T-shirt from his couch and pulled it on and…I watched. Watched the way his muscles moved as he did so.

I opened my mouth to argue with him but he spoke first. “I have plans.”

“With someone else?”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not your type, Straighty. There’s no reason to be jealous because I might prefer to hang out with someone other than you.”

“I’m not jealous.” I crossed my arms. There was no reason to be jealous, and I didn’t like him saying it. “I like getting my way. I’ll just go with you.”

“You’ll go with me, huh?” he asked.

“Yes.” Which was fucking crazy. I was aware my behavior was absolutely ridiculous, but I couldn’t seem to stop it.

“Fine. Let’s go, then.”

“Where are we going?”

“I’m not telling.”

“Oh, a surprise. How very sweet of you,” I joked.

He nodded to the front door, so I stepped out. He closed and locked it behind him.

“So…are you really meeting someone else? I’m down to try a threesome if you’re meeting up with a woman. You said you’re bi, right?”

“Who said I’d want to have sex with you involved?” He pushed the button on the elevator.

“Because everyone wants to have sex if I’m involved,” I teased. I could tell my confidence annoyed him slightly, and I wanted Sean as rattled as I felt.

“Not me.” We stepped into the elevator.

“Whatever you say.”

“Are you sure you’re straight?” he asked.

“Yeah, why?” I asked.

“You’re a handful.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” And I would. How did he like feeling flustered like I’d been feeling?

“Do you want to take my car?” I asked, and he shook his head.

“You really aren’t going to want to go with me, but you’re annoying enough that I’m not going to tell you why.”

I shook my head. “Please. I can handle whatever you throw at me.”

We went to Sean’s car in the garage. He made his way through the dark rows before pulling out and turning down Sunset.

We were quiet most of the way and I continued to look at him, continued to try and figure him out.

When he pulled off onto another road, I looked around and my heart dropped into my stomach.

What. The. Fuck.

This was definitely not what I expected.

“Why are we at the cemetery?” I gripped the center console. I didn’t do cemeteries. There was nothing I wanted more than to turn around and get the hell out of there, but I also didn’t want him to know how uncomfortable I felt. He already had the upper hand.


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