Chapter 3Gabe rested his elbows on the baker’s table and cradled his head. “I can’t do this.”
Rook’s low laugh had him turning his head and looking at him.
“No? Is it the having to live without blowjobs or having to show him s*x is awesome that bothers you?”
Gabe groaned. Rook laughed harder, but the next time he needed to breathe, he quieted and clapped a hand on Gabe’s shoulder. “You’re doing great. I’m proud of you. I don’t think I’d have handled it nearly as well as you do.”
“I can’t do this anymore.” He straightened and looked at Rook. “How long will I have to do this?”
Rook shrugged. “I don’t know. He’s making progress. Heck, he touched Laura.”
“He’s drunk. I can’t believe Quillian got him drunk.”
“He’s fine.” Rook gave him an evil smile. “And you never would’ve known you’d ha
