Kaje Harper The Rebuilding Year

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.It was so backward.When Ryan had thought about this, which he had donetoo many fucking times, he had imagined being seduced.He d figured Johnwww.samhainpublishing.com 103Kaje Harperwould decide enough was enough and make some move.And then Ryan& justwouldn t fight it.But it was him moving in, sliding his hands up John s arms.Itwas his eyes that sought and held those golden-hazel ones, looking for somekind of sign.It was his mouth that leaned forward, upward, seeking John s widemobile lips.And then it was just heat.Different from what he remembered.Better,because there was less surprise, less holding back.Kissing a man was not thesame as kissing a woman, but it wasn t that different either.He tilted his head,changed the angle to make it hotter, deeper.And now finally, finally, John s armscame around him and he was held in an unbreakable grip.He drove his tongueinto John s mouth, demanding, and John opened sweetly for him.And God, hehad to breathe, but he didn t want to stop.He tilted his head back, looking up.John s eyes were bright.He wasbreathing hard too, his lips a little reddened from Ryan s mouth.Kissable.Ryancupped the back of the man s head and pulled him down.And for a long time,there was nothing else but the taste of John. Holy shit, John whispered, minutes later. When you decide to go forsomething, you don t hold back.Ryan leaned back a little, enjoying the secure arms around him. You get allthe benefit of my years of experience. With girls. Well, yeah. So now what? John s eyes were quizzical, but his hips pressing into Ryanmade his interest pretty blatant.Except Ryan was more shaken than he dthought, because he just wasn t sure what he wanted.He slid his hands to the small of John s back, holding them together, and hadto laugh. I don t know.I want more but& I don t have a plan here.104 www.samhainpublishing.comThe Rebuilding Year We can go slow, John offered. Oh really? Ryan ground himself against John, feeling the hardness of theirerections against each other.John s laugh was a groan. Didn t say it would be easy.Ryan opened his mouth to suggest less clothes, more bed, and was cut off bythe ring of John s cell phone in his pocket. Don t worry, John said. That s no particular ring tone.Let it go.Still they froze as the phone pinged a voice mail.John leaned forward and brushed his lips lightly over Ryan s. So, wherewere we?The phone rang again, a different tone. Damn, John said. That s Marcus.He pulled out the phone and flipped it open, stepping away from Ryan as he didso.Ryan tried not to feel insulted.Obviously, it would feel odd to talk to yourson while holding your male& what? Lover? He swallowed, listening with half anear to John s conversation.That became both ears when John snapped, You rewhere? in tones of disbelief. No.No, I didn t& She didn t call& Yes, I m sure.No that s okay.Of courseI ll be there.As soon as I can.Yeah, see you soon. He flipped the phone shut. What? Ryan asked, his stomach dropping. The kids are at the airport. They re where? That s what I said.It seems like Cynthia had a change of plans, and decidedto send them for the week before Christmas, instead of the week after. Without asking you? Without telling you? Mark said she sent me an e-mail.www.samhainpublishing.com 105Kaje Harper Which you didn t see because you haven t been on the computer in twodays, Ryan realized. Christ, doesn t she know you well enough to know that snot a good choice? She should have called.John sighed. The me she knew in my corporate days checked my e-mailmultiple times daily.I would never have missed seeing it.I guess she thought& Idon t know what she thought. You have to go get them. Yeah. John s face looked stricken. Ryan, God, I don t want to leave it likethis. No. Ryan dug his hands into his pockets to keep from reaching for John. Maybe this is good.You said it would be hard to go slow.This way we ll haveto.John whispered, I m scared you ll change your mind.Ryan was too.He stepped to John and tilted his face up. Promissory note.John kissed him, simply, keeping it light. I swear, Ryan told him. When the kids are gone& except, fuck, you said aweek? That s what Marcus said. I head home in five days.They stared at each other. You could share my bathroom instead of theirs, John suggested. No.Not now.Not yet.So, okay, when the kids are gone and I get back fromChristmas, I promise we ll take up where we left off. I ll hold you to that. John s eyes were hot. I m counting on it.106 www.samhainpublishing.comChapter Eight It looks different, Torey said suspiciously, as they pulled into the drive infront of the house.John put the truck in park and turned off the engine. It s too dark to see anything, moron, her brother growled. I guess I see better than you do, stupid. Jeez Louise, John said. Give it a rest, guys. He figured several hours ontheir best behavior for the flight had burned out all their self-control, becausethey had been bickering non-stop for the whole hour-long drive. You cut down the swing! Torey said. I knew something was missing. The swing? He remembered. That was two years ago, honey.Remember?The branch died and it wasn t safe. Told you. Mark jumped out of the truck and headed for the back. Wait up, John called. Let me get that. He cleared the cover off, and lifteddown their suitcases. Oof.Feels like you brought enough stuff. Most of that s Torey s, Mark said disdainfully. She brought, like,everything in her closet [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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