2020-02-18 21:37:16.254467 by KC Wells

Author:KC Wells
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-09-09T13:37:05.871673+00:00

Paul finished drying the dishes to the strains of a Bach cantata drifting through from the library. He smiled to himself: when Adam listened to classical music, it was usually an indication he was in a good mood.

Not that Paul was surprised, after the day they’d had. He tried to ignore the tiny part of him that kept waiting for the other shoe to drop.

It’s not gonna be like before. He’s come through all that shit. He’s getting his life back.

“When you’re done, can you come into the library?”

Paul nearly leaped out of his skin. “Bloody hell.” He dropped a mug, which caught on the sink on its way down and shattered, shards of porcelain flying all over the place.

Adam stood in the doorway, eyebrows arched. “Did I startle you? Sorry, I didn’t think I’d been that quiet.” He spoke in a calm, level voice.

Paul opened the cupboard under the sink and stretched to reach the dustpan and brush. “No, it’s my fault. I was lost in my own little world.”

Adam smiled. “I hope it was a nice world, at least.”

He looked up from his task of sweeping the remains of the mug into the pan. “You said you want me in the library?”

Adam nodded. “No hurry. It can wait until you bring some coffee through.” He smiled and left Paul to it.

Paul paused and stared at the open doorway. What now? He hoped to God Adam wasn’t about to say something to spoil the way he was feeling right then. Because at that moment, Paul really liked his boss. Post-depression Adam was shaping up to be a nice guy. Someone who sent Paul’s heartbeat racing and his cock filling. And someone who made him feel good about himself.

He poured out two mugs of coffee and took them into the library. Adam was stretched out on the couch, relaxed, glasses off, eyes closed. The cantata was coming to an end, and as the last notes rang out, he smiled. “That was lovely.” He sat upright and held out his hand for the coffee. “Come sit down. I need to talk to you.”

Paul joined him on the couch, acutely aware of the empty feeling in the pit of his stomach, in spite of having eaten less than an hour previously. “Am I in trouble?”

Adam shook his head. “No, not at all. I felt we needed to set some things straight.”

“Okay.” Paul sipped his coffee in the hope it would calm his nerves. Yeah, right….

Adam adjusted his position so he was facing Paul. “You and I are going to talk about sex.” He spoke as if they were going to discuss the weather, or something as mundane as a shopping list. Paul wasn’t sure how to react, but he got the idea Adam had given this a lot of thought. He waited for him to continue.

“I like sex. I like a lot of it, and I like to think I’m good at it.”

After the previous two encounters, Paul had no argument with that last statement whatsoever.

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