Code Red by N. R. Walker

Author:N. R. Walker [Walker, N. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Gay / Lesbian / LGBT
ISBN: 9781925886634
Google: JEh9zgEACAAJ
Publisher: BlueHeart Press
Published: 2021-06-15T22:00:00+00:00

Atrous was in the news again the next morning. The promotional gig had been a hit. Approved photos were posted and the reviews were good. There were a few fan pics of us leaving the venue and getting into the vans but nothing that hadn’t been seen a thousand times before.

The boys’ night out at the club had been a highlight on local Miami TV channels, and social media, of course. Photos of them arriving at the club, photos of them inside, drinking and dancing, laughing, even though every article mentioned Maddox’s noticeable absence—and mine—overall it was pretty good.

There was no mention or any photos of the boys bringing company back to the hotel, so that was a blessing. Given the lewd conversation at breakfast, the fact no one was photographed with them was clearly a testament to Amber and Ryan’s management skills. There were smug smiles and knowing smirks pertaining to the action they got, and Maddox just laughed along with them. He made jokes and teased them, like it was any other day . . . like he hadn’t had his brains fucked out twice.

Jeremy tried though. He shoved Maddox. “Shame you didn’t get any last night,” he said, his grin wide. “Plenty of hot guys there. You totally could have had your pick.”

Maddox screwed his nose up. “And been rewarded with crabs. No thanks. Speaking of that.” He looked over to Amber, Ryan, and I but waved his hand at his bandmates. “Can we get them deloused before tonight. Or fumigated or something. I have to share a dressing room with them.”

They piled on him, literally. He ended up flat on the couch with the four of them piled on top of him, squashed and laughing, but it was funny. And at least it changed the subject.

We spent the day at the stadium doing stage rehearsals and sound checks, and after a group session in the gym, it was an early dinner and we called it a night. Miami was hot and humid, and after partying the night before and working hard all day, everyone was beat and turned in early.

I knocked on Maddox’s door just after nine. He smiled like the cat just about to eat the canary as I entered, and he locked the door behind me. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he purred. “Or, more to the point, what you did to me last night and what you can do to me again tonight.”

I pulled a seat out at the table and sat down. “About that . . .”

He stopped; his smile faded. “What about it? Oh Christ, you’re here to tell me you’re done, aren’t you?”

“I’m done?” I asked, quite frankly a little stunned. We’d had such a good day. “No. Why would you think that?”

“You have that apologetic look on your face. That look that says this is for your own benefit, even though it’s not.”

I stood up and took his face in my hands. “I’m not done with you,

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