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.Heexpected Bo to ignore him, but he too folded Clay against his chest.Theykissed, and this time, Clay picked up the sharp intake of breath from histherapist.Everyone had seen gay men kiss before, but an obviousthreesome must have been too much for the man.Bo held him at arm s length and glared into his eyes.No love there,Clay thought in sorrow.He was probably pissed that Clay hadn t told him.Bo couldn t control the situation and resented it.Clay waited for him tosay good-bye, but he said nothing.He stepped back and held the door.Clay tightened his lips and stepped out onto the porch.Trace followedhim and handed him his bag.Jerry took it and tucked it into the trunk ofhis car.When Clay moved off the porch to follow, Trace cried out behindhim. Clay! He turned, and Trace s face was a mask of misery.He took acouple strides in Clay s direction. Clay, do Trace, Bo said in a clipped tone.Trace fell silent, and Clay lookedfrom one to the other.He drew in a deep breath and then walked to the car.When he was settled, Jerry turned over the engine, threw the car into gear,and they were off.* * * *The just over five hours on the road with stops were not kind to Clay sdisposition or his stiff joints.He d been immobile too long when he was55 Breaking Clay Eden Coleused to working out hard to keep his thighs strong.Aside from that ofcourse his heart ached.They turned onto a narrow two-lane road and headed back betweenoverhanging trees about five miles before he caught site of the groundswhere the other rodeo participants had parked their vehicles and trailers.Clay stepped out of the truck and talked to who he needed to about his andhis Jerry s accommodations.When they stepped inside the rented trailer,Jerry paused. We re staying in this? he asked looking around as if he thought hemight be attacked. Yeah, sorry it s not the Hilton, Clay said. We discussed it.Traveling the rodeo circuit with me isn t the lap of luxury, and it won t beforever. Jerry frowned. For this, I m working you like an animal. Clay smiled for the first time that day. Good.I look forward to it. Hetugged a curtain back so they could both see down the aisle where thetrailer was parked. Up there and to the left is where they ll be servingfood.Not the healthiest, but it will have to do until I can get out and getsome groceries.I busted up my truck a few months ago and haven t had itreplaced, so I ll have to see whose I might borrow. Jerry looked doubtful. Can you really afford me? No, but I don t have a choice.I save every penny I make and takeonly what s necessary for living.Hey, you re not the top of the line either,bud.Remember that. Clay left Jerry offended and went to the back of the trailer where hewould sleep.Jerry could have the couch which pulled out into a bed.Theman had been told everything of what to expect, and he d named his price,which Clay accepted.He couldn t complain now.He tossed his bag on the bed and sat down beside it.When he openedthe zipper, the first thing he spotted was the dildo he d used on Bo.Heslammed a fist down on the bed and leaned over to shield his face withone hand.The emotions refused to let him go, so he shoved the bag on thefloor, not caring that the contents spilled out, and he threw himself on his56 Breaking Clay Eden Coleback.A long time passed before he fell into a restless sleep.Only a loudbanging woke him.Clay sat up realizing it was the door. I ll get it, Jerry called.Clay didn t move.Down the narrow interior of the trailer he watchedJerry, shirtless, move to get the door.Clay couldn t help noticing he had agood form, but that only reminded him of Bo and Trace s physicalperfection and how much he missed touching them and lying in bed withthem.The bed he occupied could scarcely be called full size, and yet it feltbig with him alone.Jerry pushed the door open and then stepped back, his eyes wide.Claysat up wondering what he saw that made him look surprised.And thenClay heard What the hell is going on here from a familiar voice, and hesmiled, his heart racing with excitement.Bo rushed up the steps, crowding Jerry. If you touched him, I willring your fucking neck. Jerry appeared sufficiently cowed. He s my therapist, Clay barked as he threw his legs over the side ofthe bed. I told you that before I left. Trace s head appeared in the entrance, and he pushed past Bo andJerry.Clay was just getting to his feet when Trace threw himself into hisarms.Clay crushed him close, breathing in his scent. What are you doinghere? he rasped between kisses. How did you find me? We were right behind you. Trace grinned. I dragged Bo downhere. Clay broke away and looked to the front where Bo hadn t moved fromthe entrance.His angry gaze said a multitude. Why did you do that? Hedoesn t give a damn about me. Who says? Bo barked. I m here, ain t I? For Trace. Bo glanced over at Jerry. Leave us alone. The words were a clearcommand, one that Jerry had no problem obeying.When the door shutbehind him, Bo crossed the space between it and the bedroom in a fewstrides.Trace squeezed out of the way to let Bo get close to Clay.If he d57 Breaking Clay Eden Colethought the bed was small, the bedroom seemed more like a sardine canwith all three big men in it. I m going to make this real clear, and I m only saying it once, so payattention, Bo said.Right away, the anger in his expression drained away,and the rough hold he d taken on Clay s shoulders gentled.He slipped hishand up Clay s neck to his jaw, and he stroked his cheek with his thumb.A tremor passed through Clay s body, and he turned his lips into Bo spalm. I m in love with you, he said, focused on Clay
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