Bad Boy's Bard by E.J. Russell

Author:E.J. Russell [Russell, E.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2017-09-06T04:00:00+00:00

With Niall warm against his chest, Gareth sighed. He’d slept well for the first time in forever and he didn’t want to move—he might never move again.

“You may not want to move, but you think he won’t? Didn’t promise anything, did he?”

Damn and blast. He’d been so sure that once he and Niall were together again, the Voices would shut the hells up. Why had that happened before, but not now? Were they right—that Niall was planning to bolt again? Had Niall really wanted to go with bloody Eamon all those years ago?

After all, he’d tried to cross the threshold in the park.

He’s here. We’re together. Consequences could take care of themselves.

As Niall stirred against his chest, Gareth was careful to stroke only his arms, his hair, the back of his neck. His arse. Goddess, Niall was still beautifully made, despite the marks of his captivity. His biceps were, if possible, even larger and more defined than Gareth remembered.

Gareth dropped a kiss on Niall’s hair and was rewarded with a chuckle that vibrated his bones and thickened his cock. Goddess, he hadn’t had the least inclination to bed anyone since Niall had disappeared, but now he was ready to go again. Apparently a good night’s sleep would do that.

Or else I only needed the right person. Like Josh.

Niall raised himself up on his elbows and gazed down at Gareth, a smile playing on his full lips—lips that were still a little red and swollen from their kisses. “I must be crushing you. You’ve not put on any more weight since—” Niall’s eyes widened, panic flickering across his face.

But Gareth’s heart bounded in joy. “You remember? You remember what I looked like then?”

Niall rolled off of Gareth onto his side and propped himself on one elbow, tracing patterns on Gareth’s belly with the fingers of his other hand. “Told you I remembered that song—and you singing it naked.”

Gareth scrambled up and sat gazing down at Niall, capturing his roving hand in both his own. “Yes, but is there anything else? Did . . . what we just did . . . anything jog free?”

“I thought we agreed—only new memories.”

Gareth sighed. “I know. But something in me really wants to believe that I wasn’t so forgettable.”

Niall clenched his eyes shut for a moment. “Shite.” He opened his eyes again and pushed himself up so he faced Gareth on the mattress. “You are more memorable than anybody in the world.”

“Except to you.” Goddess, could he sound any more sullen?

“You know. You know he remembers his captor perfectly. What does that say about you?”

Niall waved it away. “Don’t judge by me. I told you, I’m not the best measure of a man.”

“If we—”

“Gareth!” Bryce’s voice echoed down the hall, followed by the slam of the front door and the murmur of David’s more modulated tones. “Where the fuck are you?”

Gareth grinned wryly at Niall. “I’ve heard that Bryce was shy and retiring before he met my brother. Sometimes I wish he was still the same.

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