Ghost Of His Past by Liam Drake

Author:Liam Drake [Drake, Liam]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

GHOST OF HIS PAST

Easter Sunday, we"ll be at Lukia"s house. Most of my relatives will show up there. After Easter, there are some higher up the mountain I want to drop in on. And I want to drive out to the monastery, but you don"t have to go there.”

“Monastery? Is there something you"re not telling me?”

His smile faded. “No, it"s just something I need to do while we"re here.”

“Not turning into a priest on me, are you?”

He shook his head, silent.

I finished my eggs and couldn"t stop thinking about his past. “How did Nicolas die?” I blurted.

A few houses down, a dog started barking. Demitri leaned forward to look down the street for the reason why. “Can we talk about it some other time?”

“All right, as long as it wasn"t your father who killed him.”

“Michael!” He widened his eyes to stare at me in disbelief. “My father would never do such a thing. I can"t believe that"s what you thought.”

I felt bad and decided to shut up about the subject. After I finished up my meal, I tore into the fresh bread and set to watching the village over my mug of coffee. It seemed the thing to do. If not for my hair, I might have looked like any one of the other people who lived there.

We lazed through the morning and afternoon, and eventually went back into the house to have lunch. It was a much needed rest for the both of us. Demitri"s job back home was high stress, and my plan to start my own business when we went back had my mind turning over and over with all I needed to do. In the living room he took hold of my shoulders.

“You"re tense. Let me loosen you up.”

I moaned my assent while he dug his thumbs into my tight muscles.

“Lean against the wall. You worry too much. I can tell when you do.”

I placed both hands on the plastered wall to prop myself up, bowing my head. His hands moved to the knotted spot between my shoulder blades, and then lower, pressing into my back until sly fingers delved into my pants and pushed them down a few inches.

“And here I thought you wanted to offer your services as a masseuse. You tricked me.”

His breath tickled my neck. “I am offering you my services. Don"t you want them?”

He hooked his thumbs in my boxers. Pulling them away, he bared my ass and rubbed his clothed crotch against me.

“Someone"s been thinking hot thoughts.”

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