His Temporary Assistant: An MM Christmas Daddy Romance by A.W. Scott

Author:A.W. Scott [Scott, A.W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-12-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

TIMOTHY

I'm not sure what to make of the last twenty-four hours of my life. What has been a normal existence up until now shifted greatly.

First, it was when Donna was eager to fit us into her schedule to give Luke a chance to look at houses. She's always happy to please anyone associated with the Bellport name. But even knowing that, the fact that she came up with five options is astounding.

Wasn't there a housing crisis or something? I feel bamboozled.

Second would be Luke's insistence on my opinion about his place. His request left me beyond confused. He was so happy at the last house, but only after I had expressed my own excitement.

How could I not? It's gorgeous. The house of my dreams.

I can remember talking to Grandfather and telling him how much I wish we lived there. Don’t get me wrong, I loved his house; It had so many memories that it.

However, the potential of a place as large as the one Luke is going to own cannot be matched. It always appealed to me. I've wanted a big group of family and friends for as long as I can remember.

It was always just me and Grandpa growing up. While he gave me all the love I could need, I wanted more. I was greedy about it. And that house symbolizes fulfilling that hole to me. It proves it's possible to fill the space with people you love and care about.

Now Luke is going to get to do that.

There's a tiny part of me that hopes I get to be on that friend list so that I can come over to see everything in action once it's decorated. How many of my style ideas will he go along with? Will he even remember them?

Probably not.

While friends is the word I would use to describe our relationship, there's a niggling sensation in the back of my mind after last night too. As we left the house and went back to Luke's place to have dinner, he changed. He felt more focused on me. Things were more intimate. Like we were on a date or something, which would not make sense.

He's Luke Swift, and I’m… me.

Timothy Baker.

No one special.

So why did it feel like I was special to him? Like he saw me for who I was? Like my Little nature was wonderful and welcome?

He put my thumb in my mouth for goodness’ sake. That's a big green flag in my book.

The rest of the night was filled with dreams I can't even begin to describe. A mix of heat and desire, with touches of tender moments with us just holding one another.

By morning my cock is hard and throbbing beneath my borrowed pajamas. The jersey does very little to hide anything, and my underwear barely contains my erection.

I'm not quite sure how I'll get out of bed without it being obvious. Luke has a penis too, so he knows what morning wood is. Surely, he won't connect the dots that this is from thoughts of him.

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