Love Everlasting by Tracey Alvarez

Author:Tracey Alvarez
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Icon Publishing

Reid took the theater steps two at a time and blew through the main auditorium into the foyer. Once in the foyer he spotted a playbill with Hugh’s smug face on it and decided that rather than tear the man’s head off either in paper or real form, he’d step outside for a minute to cool down.

Darby had agreed to go out with the douchebag. Not completely unexpected, but still.

Reid’s fists were clenched as he shoved open the theater doors and stepped out into misty rain. He headed down the side alley of the building toward a portcullis by the rear door, but jerked to a halt near a dumpster and a jacked-up SUV at the sound of coarse male laughter and a higher-pitched, snooty-sounding ha-ha-ha-hah coming from the direction of the portcullis.

Hugh even managed to laugh like a douchebag.

Interrupt their conversation by announcing his presence? Or silently withdraw inside? Then he heard one of the men mention Darby. That decided it.

Reid used the darkness and hazy rain to his advantage, easing silently back into the shadows cast by the truck and dumpster. He pressed against the theater’s damp concrete wall while cigarette smoke drifted past him.

“You reckon it’ll help your case with Claudia, then?” asked one of the men.

Reid didn’t recognize the gravelly voice, but it sounded like it probably came from the smoker who was leaning against the back door. At the other point of the triangle of three men was one of the theater group who’d been painting a set backstage when he arrived earlier. The man was facing Reid’s direction, while Reid could only see Hugh’s back.

“It’s a two-pronged win,” Hugh said. “Taking Cancer Girl to dinner adds sensitive-guy points to my reputation. Plus there’s the bonus of making Claudia jealous. Jealous women are desperate women.”

Painter Guy snickered. “Also doesn’t hurt that Cancer Girl’s pretty hot.”

“Yeah,” Smoker Guy chipped in. “And she’s been looking at you like you’re lunch for weeks. You’re in, mate.”

Hugh threw his head back and gave another laugh. “Guess she’s hot enough to bang even if her hair hadn’t grown back already.”

Each man’s comments slammed into Reid like a gut punch. His shoulders scraped against rough concrete as his spine stiffened into cold, hard steel. Palms clenched so hard that his nails cut into his flesh, Reid pushed away from the wall and stared at the back of Hugh’s head as if his stare alone could act as a nail gun.

Three on one? He’d faced worse odds in a fight—and had the shit kicked out of him by a group of homophobic morons who’d decided one of Reid’s design school friends was an easy target. He’d defended his friend as best he could, but still ended up at the emergency department with a cracked rib, black eyes, and a concussion. In the years since, Reid had trained hard to pack muscle onto his naturally slender frame. He’d also learned to hold his own in a fight if it came to that, but he preferred it didn’t come to that.

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