Page 8 of Heat Transfer
“Yes, we tried turning it off and on again,” I grumbled. Felix had launched into many tirades that most IT issues would be resolved with some basic troubleshooting. “It remained pretty…inert.” I didn’t want to say dead because if that were the case, we were so fucked.
“And you’re okay with me messing around with it?” he asked, already lowering to the ground where the computer tower was.
“Yes, please. It’s infinitely safer in your hands than ours,” Ollie said. “Providing you’re proficient in computers and not just a random Grindr hookup.”
“Fuck off.” I scrubbed my face. “Ollie, Liam, this is Felix. He works in IT, so yeah, he’s way better at this than we are.”
Felix kneeled in front of the computer tower, and I wrinkled my nose. Maybe I should offer him my shirt or something so he didn’t ruin his nice slacks on our tacky-ass floor covered in dust, bits of metal shavings, and the splat of shellac that got spilled awhile back. He leaned forward on his hands and knees, fiddling around with things under the desk, and that peach of an ass was on full display.
My cock was paying attention to those muscular globes, compact and perfect in those gray slacks. I bit down on my lip until I tasted blood.
“You’re staring.” Ollie sidled next to me with a quiet that seemed impossible for such a big guy.
“I’m really concerned about the computer.” My palms pricked with sweat, and I resisted the urge to deck Ollie. He was such a shit sometimes. Well, most of the time.
“Mmm, so this is your friend.” He thankfully kept his voice low, but my brain still sent panic signals that Felix might overhear. I regretted asking Ollie for advice about friends who touched a bit too much and if I was reading into things.
Of course, then Ollie and Liam got together, which fed my hopeless crush on Felix.
“How fucked are they?” Liam asked, all chill curiosity. It wasn’t his livelihood up in flames if our computer was toast.
“Please tell me you back up your files regularly,” Felix called over to us.
“How mad are you going to be if I say no?” I gripped my nape.
“Oh, you’ll definitely be in trouble.” The low pitch of his voice sent a shiver through me. All too easily, I could imagine him shoving me down face-first on the bed, prying my cheeks open, and fucking me until I came.
My cock had stiffened to a semi, and my coveralls were not forgiving.
A file slapped against my chest, courtesy of Ollie. “Might want to skim over this.”
His blue eyes twinkled with mirth, and my body flushed in mortification. Fucking hell. I didn’t want to look at Liam,because guaranteed he’d figured out what was going on too. I dropped the file in front of my growing erection.
Felix rose from his hands and knees. “So, do you want to be filled in?”
Oh fuck. Not. Helping.
Liam snickered, and I was half-tempted to kick him in the shin.
“Hit us with it.” I clutched the folder a little tighter, the nerves over the verdict on the desktop helping deflate my erection.
“You need to order a new power supply.” He wiped at his dusty knees. “If you have to use your computer immediately, I’d get on that ASAP, but if you’re worried about your files, they’re safe.” He fixed me with a stern look. “Until the next time a computer crisis happens, so back up your shit.”
Ngh. I normally wasn’t into dominant guys, but orders from him made me want to bend over big-time.
“Might need a reminder or two,” I teased.
Felix settled next to me, crossing his arms. His elbow brushed against my forearm, but he didn’t move away. The way he got into my space made it difficult to breathe. After the first few times my straight friends growing up got weird with me being a hugger, I kept my distance, but Felix barged right in.
“You guys called me all the way out here over a power supply?” He grinned, his dark eyes dancing. The thick black frames of his glasses looked sexy on him, and the urge to reach out and trace his firm lips was all-consuming.
“Well, I never claimed to be smart,” Ollie said. “But I’m damn glad you are.”
“All I’m saying is you owe me dinner.” Felix stared at me square in the eyes, and my heart did that sickening little backflip.
I gulped. “Look, I’ll take you out right now if you want.”
“Nah, I think I’ll hold on to this to cash it in.” The slight slant of his smile held me captive.