Apple Polisher (Rear Entrance Video) by Belleau Heidi

Author:Belleau, Heidi [Belleau, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2013-07-26T22:00:00+00:00

When his alarm went off at six on Monday morning, he woke up wrapped around Max’s body for the third day in a row, surrounded by Max’s intoxicating smell. He hit the alarm quickly, before it had a chance to wake Max, then carefully slipped out of Max’s arms and out of bed.

Max was still asleep when he came back from his shower and didn’t wake when he dressed, even with all the opening and closing of his dresser drawers as he searched for a clean shirt that wouldn’t draw his professor’s ire. If he was saying good-bye to the everything’s-a-mess-anyway life philosophy when it came to Max, then he was going to give it up when it came to school and work, too. He’d fire on all cylinders. Give his all to every part of his weird conflicting life, including the sleazy porn store part. Be more than a model citizen; he’d be the person his aunt believed he could be.

Dressed in a crisp checked shirt and polished leather shoes, he found a tie and looped it around his neck, tying it into a lazy half-Windsor as he watched Max sleep. He was acting like a complete sap, and he didn’t care.

Max had wild bedhead, and he looked a little like a boy when he slept, the sarcastic curve of his mouth softened to a swollen little pout and one curled hand pillowing his flushed cheek. Christian shouldn’t just leave him like this. After all, they were dating now; this wasn’t a moment-of-weakness thing anymore. Their situation was too precarious, especially considering Christian’s past behaviour, for him to be able to slip out without a word and not cause a misunderstanding. So he wrote a little note and left it on the pillow:

Late movie tonight? Your choice.

And then, on second thought:

As long as it’s not His Cheating Wife’s Boytoy.

He signed it with a simple C, which he thought was affectionate, but also masculine, not likely to be construed as overly lovey-dovey. Someone like Rob probably ended a note like this with XOXO, assuming he ever got laid.

A light kiss on Max’s sleeping forehead, and Christian was on his way, ready to face a completely new day.

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