Like A Wolf: A Story Orgy Single by Lee Brazil

Author:Lee Brazil [Brazil, Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Lime Time Press
Published: 2015-05-23T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

"How am I going to get home?"

“You said you’d think about it. That didn’t look like thinking about it. It looked like you’d already made your choice.”

Hank raised a brow and continued to just study the elegant figure reclining against his truck. Never having been one to condone a silence, Hunter immediately obliged, providing an unasked for explanation for his presence.

“I called a taxi and came down to see if I could catch you, for that lunch we talked about.” Hunter straightened, sunlight glinting off his blond hair and the dazzling white of his smile. “Saw your truck parked here, and…” He waved a hand expansively, vaguely indicating the off-street parking, the restaurant, and shops. “I saw.”

“Yeah?” He smirked. “I don’t know what you think you saw—”

“I saw your little friend…and I saw the expression on your face. You’ve got it bad.”

Hank shook his head, but an involuntary grin flirted with his lips, and he was conscious of heat rising in his cheeks. “I’ve only just met Red.” But it felt…not like he’d known him forever, but as though he’d been waiting for him forever? Like all the other men—not that there had been all that many—didn’t count. The door jangled behind him, but his tongue was on a path of its own and wouldn’t be stopped. “We’re…getting acquainted. Not even dating. Nothing to see. I haven’t, as you say, made my choice.”

“Oh.” Red’s soft voice was inevitable.

“Red!” He whirled around. Of course it was him. Who else would it be when Hank was behaving stupidly? “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.” Why did he seem to have a chronic case of foot in mouth disease when Red was around?

“Why not?” Red’s voice was hard and cold, and suddenly Hank felt like making a chilled soup for tonight’s dinner. “It’s the truth, isn’t it? We met a few times, had two and a half dates… Oh, we aren’t calling them dates, are we? You know what? I don’t know about you, but I sure as hell don’t sleep with random people I’m not dating, so maybe we should have talked about this ahead of time, hmm? But no matter. It’s all out in the open now, we can both make an informed decision about the situation.”

He seemed to swell, growing hard and stern before Hank’s eyes. “And I do believe I’ll choose not to keep getting acquainted with you.”

Hank’s jaw dropped, and he stood in stunned silence as Red threw a Styrofoam container at his feet. His gaze followed the box, which burst open, spilling cookies onto the pavement. Chocolate chip, the traditional favorite.

Applause broke out. A single man clapping with a measured pace. Hank jerked his gaze from the spilled cookies to see that Red had departed and Hunter was clapping sardonically.

“Knock it off,” he growled. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but he was left feeling like the biggest heel in the universe. Bending, he scooped the cookies back into the box. His watch beeped, followed by his phone chiming.

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