A Kind of Romance by Lane Hayes

Author:Lane Hayes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Gay Romance
ISBN: 9781634773232
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2016-06-05T23:00:00+00:00

WE SPENT the rest of the day together. I tried to teach him how to play pool, but a naked Benny was just too damn distracting. I ended up with my back to the wall and my hands in his hair as he sucked me to oblivion. I returned the favor a short time later in the shower. And when he claimed he had to go home to change clothes as I dried his hair with a towel afterward, I assured him I could find something for him to borrow. We laughed hysterically at the small black T-shirt I found in my drawer for him to wear. It was positively gigantic on him. I thought he might insist on leaving, but he smiled brightly and made an offhand comment about it being the perfect “boyfriend” tee. I chuckled at his teasing banter, but truthfully, I liked seeing him in my clothes, moving around my bedroom and pointing out where he thought I could use a little bling. It made me smile.

Eventually, we went out for a late lunch slash early dinner at a tiny bistro on my street. We sat outside at a cozy table for two, sipping a superior Pinot while we talked about our favorite shops and where to find the best cappuccino in the city. It was light, silly banter. The kind that sometimes tells you more about the person you’re with than probing questions do. For instance, I asked Benny if he’d been to a new clothing store on Spring Street that a well-known designer had opened, featuring haute couture menswear. His eyes twinkled as he shook his head.

“No, but I’d love to meet the owner of the shop next door to it.”

My forehead creased in confusion. “The place with the gowns in the window?”

“They’re gorgeous! She has impeccable taste.”

“Do you know how to make those kind of dresses?”

“Yes. I love working with luxe materials and finding the perfect color to accentuate curves in the right places. It’s like magic!”

“Why didn’t you finish at Parsons instead of NYU? They have a better program for design.”

He stared after a beautiful young woman wearing impossibly high heels who walked by our table carrying a tiny Yorkie in her coat pocket. I sensed he was trying to decide how to answer me, so I didn’t push. I watched him instead. His posture was perfect. He almost looked like he was posing for a picture with his right leg crossed and his head cocked slightly to the left. The way he ran his fingers along the stem of his wineglass seemed sexy somehow. Graceful yet provocative.

“My family needed my help when my grandmother got sick. I didn’t have the time to put into projects, and after a while I didn’t enjoy it. It was too much pressure, and I couldn’t keep up. I’m happy doing the odd commissions that come along, and I love doing style work for Isaac, Rand’s guitarist. For now, it’s enough. As long as I can do something creative every day, I’m happy.

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