Neville & Deacon by Lynn Stark

Author:Lynn Stark
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2018-04-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Neville peered through the window at the display of books. He frowned, because they seemed pretty tame to be sold at a sex store. There were heavy gold-and-black striped drapes behind, which he thought were very classy. The glass on the front door was painted gold with the name of the store in three-inch-high, bold black letters on it, along with the hours, as well as a notice that private appointments could be made, in smaller lettering.

Anticipation shivered over Neville’s skin. Deacon didn’t try the door handle. He’d already explained that the door was locked. No one could just walk in off the street. His fingers curled around the driver’s license in his pocket, suspecting that his age would be checked before he was allowed inside. Knowing he appeared younger, he would have to prove he was twenty-three.

The door opened seconds after Deacon pushed the gold buzzer beside it. A tall woman stood there, a smile on her beautiful face. Neville handed her his license when she looked at him with a raised brow. One glance and a nod and she backed up, allowing them entrance to the store. She closed the door behind them. Both Neville and Deacon waited politely until she walked ahead of them, then they followed.

Neville’s head was on a swivel as he looked around at the displays in the store. The farther in they got, the hotter his skin became. Another ten feet and he was sure to spontaneously combust.

“I’m Jessica and, if you like, I can take you through the store. Or you can explore on your own. I’m here to answer any questions. And if you have something specific in mind, and we don’t have it, we can get it for you.”

“What if I want a clear glass butt plug with diamonds and rubies inside of it?”

Jessica smiled. “Entirely possible. Now, do you want the tour?”

“I think we’d like to browse on our own, thank you,” Deacon told her. The hand on Neville’s shoulder urged him forward.

“Thank you, Jessica.” They smiled at each other. A sudden idea occurred to him. “Are you hiring?” Despite wanting to paint full time, he had to work to support his art and he didn’t get nearly enough hours at the stationary store.

“As a matter of fact, we are. We need someone to stock and to work on the sales floor. Would you like to fill out an application?”

“Yes, I would.”

“When you’re finished shopping, I’ll have it ready for you.”

Neville liked Jessica more with each passing second, which was the exact opposite of how he felt about his present boss. The charming stationary store appeared as if it might be owned by a sweet little old lady, when it was actually owned by a jerk. Almost daily his boss liked to see if he could make Neville miserable. It happened more than Neville liked to admit. It wasn’t in him to stand up to the guy and tell him to shove his crappy job up his ass. Yep, he was a wimp.

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