Radio Waves (manxman)[Match Maker Series]

Chapter Fourteen

Jake's POV

Gabe stood up wincing when his knee cracked loudly. "Sorry my limbs are starting to act their age," he joked.

"You're not old Gabe I keep telling you that." Since when was thirty considered old? I really wished that he'd stop fixating on our age difference, I was only nine years younger than him. "If you keep bringing up our age difference I'm going to think that you're more bothered by it than you let me believe."

Gabe bent down over where I sat on the couch and lightly touched his lips to mine. "I sometimes let my insecurities rule me, just call me out on it when I say anything like that again." He stood and held his hand out to me. "I'll help you to bed."

My heart picked up its beat with anticipation. Was this it? Was he finally going to make a move? I wasn't about to turn him down if he was. I could even forget about the pain in my shoulder and ribs for that.

"Lose that gleam in your eye." Gabe chuckled and placed his arm around me to lead me down the hall. "I'm not going to make love to you until you're feeling a lot better."

I pouted and dug my heels into the floor. "I'm feeling better," I told him.

"No you're not. Let yourself heal and I promise I'll make it worth the wait." He kissed my forehead and moved me forward again.

"Do I at least get to sleep in your bed with you?" I grinned up at him with the sultriest look I could conjure.

Gabe shook his head with a smile. "You're trying to tempt me."

"Can you be tempted?"

"Not about this. I will sleep in my bed with you on one condition." 

I nodded, ready to agree to anything just to get him in bed with me. "What?"

"You have to wear your underwear and a T-shirt. As much as I'd love to see you, I can't have you tempting me with all that naked skin." 

"Done," I quickly agreed.

We'd reached the open bedroom door and I looked around while he led me to the king sized bed in the center of the room against the wall to the left of the door. The bedroom walls were a rich olive green that were complemented by the maroon throw rug on the floor. There was a full length mirror near the bed, I wondered if he'd ever used it to watch while he fucked someone. I'd never seen the appeal in that but I was finding it quite interesting right now.

"Can you manage to take off your jeans if I take off your shoes for you?" Gabe sat me on the bed and dropped to his knees to remove my shoes, he tried not to move my legs too much in case it would hurt my ribs. I found his care to be very sweet, I almost forgot that he'd asked me a question.

Could I take off my jeans without help? I wanted to be cheeky and ask him to take them off for me. It was almost too tempting to turn down the chance but I resisted. "I think I can," I told him instead.

Once I'd managed to strip down to just my boxers and shirt we made a brief trip to the bathroom. Gabe waited outside the door while I took care of what I needed to do. He saw me to bed and then went to clean himself up and undress.

I knew nothing was going to happen between us tonight but that didn't stop me from feeling nervous when hewalked back through the bedroom door a few minutes later and closed it behind him. He was wearing dark purple boxers that showed thick thighs beneath them and a grey T-shirt stretched across chest. He pulled back the covers and slipped into bed beside me.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked settling on his side facing me.

I wriggled closer until my side was pressed up against his chest and my leg was knotted with his. "Now I am." I sighed happily.