Just a Bit Obsessed Read Online Alessandra Hazard (Straight Guys #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, College, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Straight Guys Series by Alessandra Hazard
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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 36132 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
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Mila shook her head. “He gets under your skin so easily. He’s hot, and the threesome was fun, but I’m almost glad we won’t be doing it anymore. He puts you in a bad mood. You’ve been kinda moody since the whole thing started.”

“Let’s go home,” Alexander said. “Did you finish the assignment?”

Mila didn’t call him on his blatant change of subject. She never did.

Christian would have.

Alexander pushed the odd thought out of his head.

Chapter 6

When Christian was four, the caregiver at his daycare had sent him home with a note that said:

“Christian is a very smart, active boy, but he has a problem: he gets too attached to other children’s toys and ends up crying when the owner takes the toy back.”

Sixteen years later, as Christian walked home from classes, he thought ruefully that apparently very little had changed since then.

Except he wasn’t attached to Alexander Sheldon. He just wanted to get naked and sweaty with him—without his girlfriend present.

Chuckling, Christian shook his head. He liked Mila: she was hot, nice enough, and fun to be around. Normally, when such cute girls invited him for a threesome, Christian didn’t think twice. Sex was fun, and while he might prefer guys, he had nothing against sex with girls once in a while. The problem was, he had agreed to the threesome for all the wrong reasons. Yeah, he was reasonably attracted to Mila—she was beautiful—but it was her boyfriend who pushed all the right buttons in him. When it had turned out that he and Alexander were simply meant to share Mila, Christian was disappointed but told himself that at least he could enjoy the view.

The problem was, enjoying the view wasn’t enough anymore. Sure, the guy was a bit of a creep, but every time Christian saw him, he wanted to rip those impeccable clothes off and…

“You’re an idiot, Chris,” he muttered. Crushing on straight guys never ended well. Been there, done that. And it didn’t matter that he was reasonably sure Alexander was attracted to him, too. Most people were bi-curious at some point in their lives; it didn’t change a thing. Alexander was in a serious relationship, and he would never want a “flirt” like him. He’d made it clear how much he despised Christian.

Yeah, he’d done the right thing by declining Mila’s invitation to join them again; last night had been bad enough.

Christian licked his lips, remembering Alexander’s firm lips against his own, Alexander’s tongue in his mouth. It had been an accident, of course, but afterward, he could barely focus on pleasuring Mila, staring hungrily at Alexander’s lips and wanting them again. And as he watched Alexander fuck Mila, he badly wanted to take her place. He wanted to shove her away. He wanted to be under Mila’s boyfriend. He wanted Alexander to fuck him.

“Idiot,” Christian muttered again. He needed to get laid, pronto. A good, hard fuck was exactly what he needed to get the guy out of his mind.

Alexander Sheldon wasn’t for him.

Chapter 7

The club was full of shadows and flashing lights. The air smelled of chemicals, drinks and sweat. People crowded the dance floor, indistinguishable, unidentifiable. Occasionally one or two were picked out by a random spotlight, given their moment of fame, and then absorbed once again by the heaving mass.

This wasn’t Alexander’s scene. With every passing minute he regretted letting Mila talk him into it. But she had been tired and stressed out from all the studying and wanted to take her mind off the upcoming exams, and he had given in.

The bar at least had Yuengling, which was a relief, and Alexander picked at the label until the upper half of it was gone. It was so loud in there, and the lights were both low and pulsating, which gave him a headache.

“Come on, don’t be a mood killer,” Mila yelled into his ear. “Let’s dance!”

“You know I hate dancing.”

“But everyone’s dancing! Come on! I wanna dance!”

“Then go dance,” Alexander said and took a sip from his beer.

“Seriously?” Mila put her hands on her hips. “You’ll let some other guys dance with me? You don’t care?”

“I trust you,” Alexander said flatly.

“Seriously, what’s wrong with you? You’ve been so moody the last couple of days. I’m the one stressed out by the finals, not you!”

Alexander took a sip from the bottle. “I haven’t been moody.” He kind of was, maybe, though he couldn’t point out the reason. He could feel this strange sort of frustration building in him, but he didn’t know what he was getting upset about. Everything was fine. The business ran like a well-oiled machine. His relationship with Mila couldn’t be better. There was nothing to be frustrated about.

“Go dance,” Alexander said. “Go have fun—” He cut himself off when a spotlight caught two guys dancing together.

Mila followed his gaze. “Oh, look who’s here! Chris didn’t waste much time after ditching us. He has a good taste. Very handsome.”



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