Out To Get You_An MM Gay Romance by J. P. Oliver

Author:J. P. Oliver [Oliver, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Equal Love Publishing
Published: 2018-12-30T00:00:00+00:00

14

Reece

Whitt stared at me, looking well and truly fucked, before he burst out laughing. “I see your point, but it’s not exactly like we’ve done the deed.”

We cleaned up and righted our clothing. I was relieved to feel the tension had dissipated. Whitt was more relaxed right now than I had ever seen him, and all I could think about was how very much I wanted him.

He pushed his dark hair off his forehead. “I have some business to take care of this afternoon, but I would like you to join me for drinks and dinner later.”

“All right. Are we going out?”

Whitt stepped in and touched his lips to mine. “I thought we could relax at home.”

He gave me a long look before leaving the barn to return to the house. I watched him go, my gaze glued to the easy way he moved, almost catlike in its grace. I was more attracted to Whitt Dailey than I could ever remember being to another man. It wasn’t the money or power. It was the man who looked at me with those clear gray eyes and asked me if I had any idea how few people he’d been able to count on as friends.

It touched me—he touched me—in ways that made my heart swell. Ripper stood on his hind legs, bracing against my knee and drawing my attention away from Whitt. I grinned into his bright, intelligent gaze.

“You’re still my best fur buddy,” I told him. His short tail wagged furiously. “Let’s have a fantastic rest of the day.”

I scooped him up and crossed the aisle to the small office where I kept track of the barn’s accounts. I did it the old-fashioned way, the way my dad had taught me, with a ledger and a calculator. I never wanted there to be any questions about how I spent Whitt’s money, not that I thought there would be.

Somehow, I got through the afternoon, even managing a ride on Satin and a lesson with Beanie. But in the back of my mind, Whitt lurked. Even memories of his scent teased me. I couldn’t wait until dinner. I think Ricky suspected something, judging by his shit-eating grin when I said I needed to leave early.

He looked over his shoulder on the way to the loft. “Have a nice evening, boss.”

I showered and shaved, dressing carefully in gray dress slacks and loafers. I wanted Whitt to see that this mattered enough to me that I wasn’t going to show up in barn clothes. Didn’t matter that we weren’t going anywhere.

He was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. I smiled.

“This is getting to be a habit.”

His mouth quirked on one side. “A nice one, I hope. It is for me.”

His hand went to the back of my waist as he guided me along the hall to a comfortably furnished room overlooking the pool. In a small alcove in the corner, a dinner table for two had been set, complete with white cloth and candles.

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