Catch Me If You Can by LB Gregg

Author:LB Gregg [Gregg, LB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: m/m
ISBN: 9781605049502
Published: 2010-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

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“It’s no big deal, Caesar.”

We crawled out from under the bed, careful not to smear body fluids on the furniture. “What if he’d still been in the apartment? That was totally unfair. You took me by surprise. I don’t even know you. I don’t usually have sex with strangers.” Excuses spilled from my mouth in a torrent. My pants were damp. What the hell had I done?

“You started it, not me.”

That was true. I searched for something to wipe my hand on. “Doesn’t he own tissues?”

Dan handed me the box. “You’re riled up, Caesar. You’re supposed to be relaxed now.”

“We needed to get out of here. It’s only a matter of time before Shep comes back.” I checked my watch. Only twenty minutes had ticked by since we snuck in the door. I’d never come that fast in my entire life. I flushed and snuck a glance at Dan. Understandably, this little scenario only made him more arrogant.

“You should be kissing my feet right now. You needed that.”

I flipped him off. “You were pretty quick on the draw there yourself, Detective. Please. Let’s just… Why don’t you show me what you found so we can leave?”

He picked up a small book from the bedside table and flipped through it. It was a discreet, bound photo album. I guess Shep wouldn’t want to offend anyone’s design sensibilities by having a personal touch in his own damn house. I squashed my misplaced anger like an unwanted insect. Dan found the photo he was searching for and handed the book to me, saying, “I didn’t realize they were all this cozy.”

I stared at a four-by-six color glossy of Shep, his parents, Poppy, her parents, and what looked like the Schumachers—the blue-eyed zealot and his horse-faced bride. They sat together in a restaurant with none other than the artist himself—Jean Luc Pappineau. He wore a silly-looking pirate hat. “That’s the country club. I’ve been there.”

“You know the blond guy? He was at your dad’s place.”

“Chad Schumacher. The producer.” It never crossed my mind that Poppy knew the man as well. She had a painful, slim smile on her face and a smoldering cigarette in her hand. I thought she’d quit. “He’s a homophobe.”

“He’s Mallory’s backer.”

“What?” I stepped back. Dan nodded grimly.

“He’s a patron. Mallory tolerates him. That’s it.” I absorbed that information. Dan opened a drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a flashlight. He stared at it and put it back. “You sure Shep went to the gallery to see you? Maybe he was going to see Jean Pappineau. Is he gay?”

“He’s whatever the mood strikes. Divorced three times. I think he tried to get Peter to show him those etchings once or twice, but Peter didn’t bite. Jean’s a bit of a whore. He’s an artist.”

I set the photo album down. Shep at the gallery to see Jean? Now there was a thought. Because Jean Luc would have no problem fulfilling Shep’s darker fantasies.

“Of course, he could be with your little blondie.

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