For the Cameras (Fixer Brothers Construction Co #6) Read Online Raleigh Ruebins

Categories Genre: M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Fixer Brothers Construction Co Series by Raleigh Ruebins
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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“Oh, right,” he said, shifting. “I’m sure the construction guys gave you the run-down beforehand.”

I’d focused on that heart-shaped freckle more times than I would have liked to admit. Watching Adam’s mouth as he licked his lips in his videos. Sometimes he bit his lower lip, right as he was about to come, and God was it hot and holy fuck it was not the sort of thing I should have been focusing on right now after I’d showed up at his house for a professional work assignment.

“The kitchen’s plenty big, yes,” Carla said, waltzing through the kitchen beside me and saving my ass from saying anything stupid. Carla was a production assistant on set, and she kept everything working like a well-oiled machine for the TV show. “We can work with this angle. We get a clear shot of the kitchen and a bit of the light passing through from the living room. You have the perfect house for a renovation show, Adam, I’ll tell you that much.”

He smiled sheepishly, putting a hand behind his neck. “Thank you so much. Was hoping you guys wouldn’t be disappointed with the house once you got here.”

He shifted on his feet, picking up the bottle of cleaning spray before putting it back down again, clearly not knowing what to do with himself. I watched him glance around, then put one of his hands behind his neck again, and all at once I realized that the version of Adam standing across from me right now wasn’t some slick, cocky adult content creator. He was… awkward. Bashful. Shy, even.

Adam fucking Dix was standing there acting shy?

Apparently, if Adam Dix was like the Superman of solo adult videos, Adam Richardsen was like Clark Kent.

This was the same person who had uploaded a video last week where he shot white all over his own chest, glistening with sweat, and promised to his viewers in a low growl that there was “so much more where that load came from.”

Not that I had especially enjoyed that video, or anything.

Not that I’d watched it over and over again in bed that night as I gripped myself harder than hell and then came so hard I almost slid off the edge of my mattress.

No. Nothing like that at all.

2

ADAM

“Do you mind if we move some of these bottles?” Carla said, her eyes scanning my kitchen counters for clutter. “Even for the before-and-after shots, we’ll want to avoid filming any… brand names.”

My eyes flashed over toward the section of the kitchen counter that Carla was looking at.

On the countertop there were plastic bottles of vitamins and health powders directly next to a few bottles of rum. From the corner of my eye I saw one of the bright orange vitamin bottles, and heat flashed through my body, my cheeks going molten.

The particular vitamins were called “Hard-4-Long,” and written across the front in bold letters, Guaranteed to Promote Masculine Virility.

It was bad enough for me to balance the shock of having a bunch of strangers pouring into my house one by one.

Especially the one stranger in particular—Chase, the blond camera guy who was making me feel even more awkward than I usually did.

I’d noticed the streak in his hair the moment he’d walked into the kitchen and started setting up the big cameras on their tripods. The stylish swoop of his blond hair was already cool enough, but with the shock of blue at one edge that matched his eyes, it was impossible not to notice him.

When he’d finally noticed me, the connection between my brain and my tongue had gone all haywire.

But now I had multiple pairs of eyes on a bottle of hard dick pills that I’d completely forgotten I had on the counter. I’d never even used the things before. They’d been a free sample from an online supplement store I got tea from months ago.

“Oh, uh, sure—I meant to move those earlier,” I said, reaching to pick them up. “Always good to keep things balanced in life, right? Liquor at night, vitamins in the morning….”

I didn’t know what the hell I was saying. I was used to being a socially awkward lone wolf, and normally I didn’t pay any mind to what I had lying around my house.

I certainly wasn’t used to having hot blond guys looking around in here.

“No shame in that game,” Chase said. “There were a few weeks last year where I drank rum every night before I went to bed. I started to worry about it, but then I realized it was just a temporary depression because I’d been dumped, and once I found a new guy to hook up with, I felt great again. …And, I’m officially talking too much.”

You’re not talking too much, I thought, even though I was too tongue-tied right now to say it out loud.



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