Working It Read Online Riley Hart, Devon McCormack (Metropolis #2)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Funny, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Metropolis Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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Gary slides between us. “So, you’re seeing Cody tomorrow night about a new place?” he asks me as he throws on his shirt and runs his hand through his short brown hair, still damp from the shower.

I’ve been on the hunt for a new place since I broke up with Lance. I’ve had a few leads, but nothing’s panned out. I texted with Cody, the guy whose number Gary gave me, but we’ve had trouble finding time to meet because of our work schedules.

“I don’t even know how you can stand living with your mom right now,” Derek says. “How do you trick out?”

I chuckle. “That’d totally be the only thing you’d be worried about.”

“I guess you can always hook up at their place…or in a car…or…”

“We get it,” Gary says. “You’ll fuck anything, anywhere, anyplace. Hayden, back to Cody, I think it’ll work out.”

“I hope it does. Five hundred is a steal at Metropolis or anywhere I’ve looked. Waiting tables isn’t exactly gonna get me a condo like we had because of Lance’s sales gig. But this Cody guy, you say he’s cool?”

“You have to know him. He hangs around with Travis all the time.”

“And when do I see either of you anymore?”

“Yeah,” Derek chimes in. “That honeymoon period was a little quiet.”

“Not all that quiet, actually,” Gary quips.

“Oh my God. I hate you both and your fucking hotass sex.”

“It’s not hotass, Derek,” I correct. “It’s Superass.” It’s Travis’s nickname for Gary, one he should be proud of.

“Hayden, shut up,” Gary says, but I see the confidence in his eyes. “And it’s not all my fault we haven’t seen you. You haven’t exactly been easy to get together with considering all the night shifts you picked up at work.”

“With Lance being gone for work so much, I figured I could use that time to make some spare cash, and now that our relationship is down the toilet, I’m glad I did. I’m gonna need it.”

“Right? Good timing, I guess. I mean, I don’t mean that like—”

“I know, Gare. Don’t sweat it.” I run my hand through his hair, messing it up quickly.

“Goddammit!” He pushes my hand away and turns to the mirror to fix it again. “Cody’s cool, though. I’ve only known him for a little while, but he’s a good guy.”

“Travis clearly has an eye for good guys,” I say, winking at him in the mirror.

Derek makes a gagging sound. “ ’Scuse me while I vomit.”

The hottie daddy he’s posing for, fully clothed, puts the strap of his duffle bag over his shoulder and passes us.

Derek turns to him and makes an unusually loud yelping sound.

We both glance at him, totally thrown.

“What?” he asks.

Gary looks around the room as if he’s totally lost. “What just happened?”

I glance over my shoulder to catch the guy’s reaction, and he looks back at Derek, his eyes filled with lust.

Derek cocks a brow. “He clearly didn’t mind.”

“Then why aren’t you making a move?” I ask.

“Because I already found him on Scruff. I’m not an amateur. Just playing the game.”

“What about your hottie instructor? Isn’t that the reason we came here tonight?”

“I can’t get him. He’s impossible.”

“Impossible?”

“Yeah. I’ve done everything short of throwing my ass up in front of him.”

“I’m sure you can work it.”

“Oh, really? Why don’t you try and show me how easy it is to work it with him?”

A competitive impulse rises within me. I can’t tell if it’s just because Derek doesn’t think I can or if it’s because of the dry spell I’ve been in. I’ve been broken up with Lance for a week, and I wish I could say I’ve only been without sex for that long.

“You’re on.”

Gary eyes me like he doesn’t believe I’ll follow through with it, but as soon as we head out of the locker rooms, I lead the way back to the studio. Not even sure he’ll still be there, but I see him through the glass walls of the room, sitting at a small desk in the corner, typing on a laptop.

Gary tries to discourage me, but I hardly hear him as I push the door open and enter the room.

The guy looks up, the same interest in his eyes as when we caught each other’s gazes during the yoga session.

I’ll show Derek. I may have been in a relationship for three years, but I still got game.

“Hey, man.” I flash most flirtatious, unassuming smile. “Sorry. I don’t mean to bother you.”

“Not bothering me at all.” He rises from his chair.

“Do you mind if I ask you about that one move? Can’t remember the name of it.”

I get on my knees and bend back, imitating the Camel Pose—the most sexual of the positions we did.

“Oh, the Ustrasana?” he asks. “Or I guess I should’ve said Camel Pose because no one else understands when I say Ustrasana.”



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