Living Promises by Amy Lane

Author:Amy Lane [Lane, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Jeff: Bending, Not Breaking

GOD, he was a pussy. All it took was one look at that big-dick Camaro, and Jeff's knees went a little weak. If he were any more of a woman, his panties would have flooded, but as it was, he had to settle for a grandmal butterfly seizure in his stomach. And an erection.

It was the first time all day he stopped pretending that seeing Collin on his doorstep last night had been nothing more than an inconvenience.

His stomach had gone fluttery, his knees had gone weak, just like now, and when Collin had his drunken confession to almost getting a blow job in a club, he'd felt an absurd and unholy anger. And wasn't that ridiculous—who almost got a BJ in a club? It was almost an entrance requirement, like a stamp if you didn't want to pay the door fee twice.

But then….

Then Collin had been all bare and vulnerable, like one of those poor hairless cats. Poor baby. Jeff had always thought if he had one of those, he'd spend all his time knitting sweaters for the poor thing, and Collin being truthful was no exception.

I didn't want twenty-two and farm-fresh and blue eyes, Jeffy. I wanted you.

Considering the world of snark in which he and Collin seemed to swim, that was damned near poetry.

A boy could get a little weak in the knees for poetry, couldn't he? And Collin's age was starting to disappear. Jeff could remember that angry, hurt teenager and remember that he'd had an inkling it would come to this, that Collin would grow up into a very worthy man.

Any guy who would walk away from a club blow job to come see a guy who'd been as much a drama princess as Jeff had been was more worthy than Jeff knew what to do with. God… was it possible he could remember what to do with that?

The thought made his hands sweat on his leather steering wheel cover as he pulled up to the shop. Since the steering was still stiff, well, that made it particularly hard to drive, Jeff thought irritably. Maybe he should save all this gushy admiration to see if the guy could actually fix his frickin' car!

There were cars in every available parking space, but no customers, and Jeff thought that maybe Collin was going to be there all Sunday. As honest as he'd just been with himself, he absolutely refused to believe that it was a twinge of disappointment he felt in his stomach. Dead butterflies, maybe, but not disappointment.

Still, Collin came striding out of the little office in the front, and Jeff opened the door and got out and then stood there, the door in front of him like a shield, and wondered what he looked like as he greeted the pain in the ass that had haunted him through some of his worst moments in recent history.

Collin's hair was a little greasy and pulled back in a half-queue, and he looked tired,

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