And call me in the morning by Willa Okati

Author:Willa Okati [Okati, Willa]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Seven hours and three major traumas later, Eli drove himself home. Or that had been the intention. He ended up outside Zane's condo instead, where instinct had guided him. So be it.

His heart had pointed him home, as did the rest of him, and whatever it took to make this right…

He pulled his cell phone from his hip pocket, blew on his fingers to warm them, and hit speed dial.

“Zane? I'm parked outside.”

“Eli, for fuck's sake…” He could see a shadow passing in front of Zane's window and an obscured gesture that he'd bet good money was Zane shoving his hand through his hair. All too easy to picture Zane right now pacing a hole through the floor, his strings wound too tight and in need of someone to steady him.

“I'm not leaving. We got ourselves into this. Maybe me more than you this time, but it's still the both of us that have to figure it out.”

Silence on the other end of the line. Eli knew he'd grabbed Zane's ear.

“Let me in already.”

Another long pause, but Eli knew how to interpret Zane's various hushes. This one was reluctant and stubborn, but finally giving in. The hardest to achieve once Zane had his mind on something. Absolutely crucial here.

Eli prepared himself for it but didn't expect the body-melting rush of relief when Zane said, finally, “Okay. It's late, though. Past eleven.” He stopped. Surprised silence. “When did it get to be past eleven?”

Eli chuckled, too relieved to be aware of any dignity. “Usually happens right after ten.

That's when the big hand is on the—”

“Oh, shut up.” A laugh. Good! “Wait. You're not just now getting back from the hospital, are you?”

Eli grimaced. “Guilty.”

A thoughtful and worried pause this time. “You've got to slow down.”

“I think I'm done with going slow,” Eli said as honestly as he could with all the different ways that could be taken. He heard a small, indrawn breath from Zane and let his out in relief.

In the window, he thought he saw Zane settling down on the end of the couch next to it.

We're like a pair of teenage girls, he thought, amused. Or not. He could imagine Zane's silky hair, sure, but the sprinkling of gray and paler shading at his temples did a hell of a lot more for Eli's libido than the thought of giggles and curls and fruit-flavored lip gloss. As it should.

“What happened to keep you so late?”

“Same old, same old.” Eli switched his phone from hand to hand to rub them on his legs to keep the circulation up. Christ, he hoped Zane let him in soon. He was freezing his nuts off out here. He made a disgusted face when he came across a patch of something stiffly dried on the knee of his scrubs. “Oh, that's lovely.”

“What?”

“Still in my scrubs. I was so fucking spaced I didn't even think to shower, much less change to my streets. You had me all tied up in knots, you know that?”

“Yet you're here,” Zane said.

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