Rising From the Dust by Adrianna M Scovill

Author:Adrianna M Scovill [Scovill, Adrianna M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781729618806
Published: 2018-12-19T00:00:00+00:00

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“I thought you were gonna dance to that ‘Reggae’ song,” Jack said as Solomon Burke’s “Cry to Me” started playing. Gabriel, with his back to Jack, had already begun swaying subtly to the music, and Jack let out a slow breath, leaning back on the sofa.

“I made a whole playlist for you,” Gabriel said, settling the iPod into the cradle of the speakers to charge. He turned to face Jack with a smile. “You want me to waste it?”

Jack’s gaze slid down Gabriel’s body. He cleared his throat. “No. You have, uh…loose hips,” he said.

Gabriel cocked an eyebrow. “For an old man?” he teased.

“No, I’m just…noting that’ll come in handy later.”

“Hmm,” Gabriel said. “I told you, I know some things.”

Jack watched him dancing in place, and the sight was already affecting his body. Jack shifted a bit, tugging at the legs of his jeans to loosen the pressure. “You know a lot of things,” he muttered, swallowing. Gabriel laughed softly. He was still wearing the scrubs, and they were light and loose on his body as he danced in place. “So, Gabriel, what’s your favorite song?”

“Trying to make small talk?” Gabriel asked, amused.

“Trying to keep from tackling you.”

Grinning, dancing slowly to the music, Gabriel said, “I could never choose a favorite.”

Jack had to clear his throat again, and he smoothed his palms on his thighs. “Least favorite?” he asked.

“Hmm,” Gabriel answered, putting a palm against his own stomach as he swayed. “Almost anything by AC/DC?”

Jack was surprised into a laugh, and he dragged his eyes up to Gabriel’s face. “That’s my favorite band,” he said. “That might be a deal-breaker, here.” He waited for a few beats, but Gabriel’s gaze was steady, unwavering, his rhythm unfaltering. Jack laughed again. “Really? Nothing?”

“I was trying to mentally calculate how many pairs of tickets I could reasonably buy,” Gabriel said. “Taking into account I’d have to buy earplugs, too.” He was moving subtly closer to the sofa, hips swinging in time to the music. “But then I remembered you have more money than I do.”

Chuckling, Jack said, “Even if they were actually my favorite, you know I’d never make you go.”

“If they were your favorite, you know I’d go to every show,” Gabriel countered softly.

“I, uh…” Jack swallowed. “I appreciate this whole seduction thing you’ve got going on,” he said. “God, do I,” he muttered, his gaze slipping down Gabriel’s body again. “But I’m a sure thing.”

Gabriel stopped moving. Waiting until Jack’s eyes found his, he said, sounding incredulous, “Did you seriously just quote Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman?”

Jack grinned. “I paraphrased,” he said. “Did you like that?”

As Solomon Burke sang “Come on, take my hand, baby won’t you walk with me?” Gabriel held out a hand and, when Jack took it without hesitation, pulled him to his feet. He tugged Jack close, putting a hand on his hip.

“I’ve never been much of a dancer,” Jack said.

“You told me,” Gabriel answered, steering Jack’s hips with one firm hand. “Just follow my lead.” He

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