Focus on Me by Megan Erickson

Author:Megan Erickson [Erickson, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Gay
ISBN: 9780698194632
Google: zCKdBAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00LMGLXUC
Goodreads: 25140084
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2015-07-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“Please?”

Riley was looking up at me from his crouched position with big eyes, his mouth set in a slight pout. If he even wobbled that damn lower lip, I was calling him on it. I wondered if models took acting classes, because Riley was laying this on really thick.

I looked at the dog huddled beside Riley. And I don’t know what it was; maybe it was the dog’s deep brown eyes, or the way his ribs were showing underneath his dark gold coat. He licked his lips and stared at me with a high-pitched whine in his throat.

Riley stuck his lower lip out also and mimicked the dog’s whine. I scowled at him, but he didn’t back down.

“Ri, what the hell are we going to do with a dog? We’ll look up a nearby shelter, all right?”

Riley’s face immediately changed, the pleading look gone, replaced my grim determination. He rose swiftly to his feet and pointed down at the dog. “We will not take this dog to a shelter.”

I wouldn’t have been surprised if Riley stomped his foot, and the thought made me want to grin. I didn’t, because I thought that would have really pissed off Riley. He was still talking.

“Most motels take dogs, and if not, we can sleep in the back of your big-ass Jeep. He needs to know he can depend on someone right now.”

I propped my hands on my hips and hung my head between my shoulders. We’d been driving along just fine. I was whistling to some song on the radio and Riley was staring out the window at this deserted section of Texas highway. And then he’d plastered his face to the window and yelled that he’d seen something.

Against my better judgment, I’d stopped. And he ran across a field to this damn dog. It had no collar and screamed stray. And here we were now, with Riley doing his damnedest to convince me to take along this starving canine.

The problem was, I’d had a hard time saying no to Riley before. But now that I knew what his lips felt like around my cock, and I knew that low moan he made in the back of his throat when he came, well . . . now it was next to impossible to say no to him.

I was screwed.

Because since Dallas—well, since we slept together in Dallas—he was like a different person. He smiled and walked straighter. And he never stopped touching me. Before, it was like he wanted to avoid getting close to me as much as possible. Now I couldn’t walk without him touching my arm. I could barely take a piss by myself. And sleeping? Well hell, he wrapped himself around me so tight, I swore I had a permanent imprint of him on my skin.

But I wasn’t complaining. This Riley needed me, and for the first time in a long time, I actually felt needed.

So of course I raised my head and said to Riley, “Get the damn dog in the car but put a blanket down because I don’t want him scratching up Butch’s fabric.

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