Just a Little Danger by Merry Farmer

Author:Merry Farmer [Farmer, Merry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Patrick awoke in a panic the next morning. He sat bolt-upright, causing a still-sleeping Everett to spill to the side. A wave of tenderness passed through Patrick’s gut at the sight of Everett, relaxed and sleep-tousled, as he stirred awake. Patrick still felt the warmth of Everett’s body where they had entwined in sleep as the cool, morning air hit him. His heart hiccupped in his chest at the memory of everything they’d done. But the joy and the sweetness was short-lived.

He threw the bedcovers aside, leaping out of bed and rushing to the sitting room outside Everett’s bedroom, where half of their clothes were strewn from the night before. He spotted the pouch he always carried on his belt and practically dove for it. Only when he opened it with shaking hands to see that the sausage and heel of bread were still there, unmolested, did the panic subside.

Shame rushed in to take the place of panic. Patrick slumped onto an overly-ornate, peacock blue settee. He wanted to throw the damn pouch aside, but he couldn’t let go of it to save his life, like it was a vital organ he would die without. He hunched his shoulders, rubbing a hand over his face, and fought to remind himself for the umpteenth time that he wasn’t about to starve, he had steady employment in a respectable position, and now he had a wealthy and famous lover who took food for granted to the point of throwing it out on a whim. Everett wouldn’t let him starve.

Unless he grew tired of him.

“Was it something I said?” Everett asked from the doorway to the bedroom.

Patrick flinched, twisting to face him. His heart dropped hard into his stomach at the sight of Everett wrapped in a black kimono decorated with blue, pink, and green birds. His dark hair was a mess, his face slightly puffy from sleep, and a day’s growth of scruff around his usually impeccably trimmed beard had him looking debauched and glorious. But genuine fear hovered just behind the light of his violet-blue eyes.

“No.” Patrick rose, forcing himself to set his pouch aside. “It was something….” He didn’t know how to explain, so he made a useless and awkward gesture.

Everett’s gaze fell on his pouch for a moment before sliding across his body. The corners of his mouth tipped up in a wicked grin. Only then did Patrick realize he was stark naked. Self-consciousness lashed him, but there was nothing he could do, nowhere he could hide.

“You’re forgiven, then.” Everett sidled closer, hips swaying, grinning at him with a cockiness that would have been better suited for gloating over a prize he’d won.

Patrick couldn’t figure out what to do or how to move fast enough. Everett swayed right up to him, looping an arm around his waist, and pulling him close for a kiss. There was no reason why Patrick should have been surprised by the action, but he was. He was shocked. It made no sense that

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