Calculated Magic by SJD Peterson

Author:SJD Peterson [Peterson, SJD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-720-4
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

TIKRON watched in fascination as Richard explored the array of foods on the platter. For the first time he got a glimpse of what a sensualist Richard was, the way he touched the food, savored it—practically groaning in pleasure—the way he licked his fingers. There was even more to Richard than Tikron had first realized.

Tikron picked up a small piece of bruschetta between his fingers and held it out to Richard. “You have got to try this.” Richard started to reach out to take it, but Tikron moved it past Richard’s hands and held it close to his lips.

Richard looked unsure, his eyes moving from side to side as if he were worried someone would see him. “Haven’t you ever had a man feed you before?” Tikron asked.

Richard shook his head. Tikron brushed the bread against Richard’s bottom lip and he opened up and took the offering, eyes locked with Tikron’s. Tikron lowered his gaze to watch Richard’s mouth. He swallowed down a groan when Richard’s pink tongue snaked out and slid over his bottom lip. Tikron ached to taste those full lips, feel them against his.

“It’s very good,” Richard remarked, his cheeks a cute shade of pink as he sat back on his stool.

“Mmm-hmm.” Tikron nodded toward the chips and artichoke dip. “How was that?”

“It’s very good as well. Try some,” Richard said as he pushed the dish toward Tikron.

Tikron didn’t take the offer. Instead he opened his mouth. Once again Richard glanced around the room. The color in his cheeks deepened as he scooped up a good amount of dip on a chip and fed it to Tikron. Such a simple act, but one that made Tikron ridiculously happy. He’d known there was much more to Richard. He’d seen the sadness and loneliness in his expressive hazel eyes, and although he’d protested to the contrary, Richard craved human contact.

He chewed slowly, enjoying the flavor and the way Richard kept looking at him from under long lashes. “You’re right. It’s very good.” He wiped his mouth on his napkin, then took a sip of water to wash the last of the chip down. “Tell me, does anyone ever call you anything other than Richard?”

“Why would they? It’s my name.”

“Because it’s so formal. I see you as a Rich, or better yet, Richie.”

“Ugh, I hate the name Richie. Makes me sound like a little kid. My grandmother’s friends at the nursing home used to call me that. They always wanted to pinch my cheeks.”

“Well, they do look pinchable,” Tikron teased. He lowered his voice and whispered, “Kissable too.”

“You do that on purpose,” Richard protested.

“Do what?” Tikron asked innocently.

“Try to embarrass me.”

“Why would I want to do that? I’m being completely honest here. I’d love to kiss your cheeks—other things too, but I’ll behave and leave those details for a more private setting.”

Richard studied him for a moment. “I just don’t get you at all. Why are you so interested in me?”

“Because I find you attractive, interesting, and you need some fun in your life.

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