Runaway Model by Parker Avrile

Author:Parker Avrile [Avrile, Parker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: male model, rock star romance, gay male/male romance, Contemporary Romance, steamy gay romance, billionaire
Publisher: Paris April Press
Published: 2016-02-23T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The New York tube held no challenges for an Englishman who had never learned to drive.

The subway, he reminded himself. They call it the subway here.

Kyle strapped the ostrich-skin messenger bag across his body and made his way from the airport to a randomly selected hotel in Times Square. He picked it because it looked like it might be the most expensive. Kyle was at home with expensive.

A diamond should be set in gold or platinum. Not in nickel silver. Kyle would prove to everyone he was a diamond.

"Will you need help with your luggage, sir?"

"The service will deliver it later." Kyle's heart rate didn't even flutter as he made the usual excuses for not having any possessions. Then he took a second look at the boy at his elbow. He was a type like Kyle himself—tall and slender, sculpted cheeks, big eyes.

"Michel. Is it you?"

"Oui. Vegas was getting too heaty."

Michel was still a hugger. Already he was flinging his arms around Kyle and squeezing him, messenger bag and all, as if they were long-lost brothers.

Kyle hugged him back. He hadn't known how much he missed him until he had him in his arms. "How are you working? You're legal now?"

Michel spoke better English than he used to but he was still the master of the Gallic shrug. Kyle felt thin shoulders lift underneath his embrace.

How he hated to let him go. "Let's get together after you get off work. I'm buying."

Michel had the same food court tastes he'd had back in Vegas. Here they were in one of the great food cities of the world, and he'd asked to eat at the Times Square McDonald's.

"I will not be at the hotel long. You found me just in time. I will be a fashion model." Michel whispered the name of a highly-regarded Québécois designer.

"You're having a relationship with Leblanc?" Kyle found it hard to believe, remembering Michel's horror of sex.

"Non, Kyle. But..."

"You've dangled the hope in front of him."

Michel nodded, utterly without shame. He made no apology for what his background had made of him.

Kyle suspected the whole mess would blow up in Michel's face. It was one thing to play that game in Vegas. You know the mark's going home in three days. It was quite another to play the tease in New York.

But Kyle's whole life had just blown up in his face. He couldn't give advice to anybody else.

"Can you get me work?"

"Not at the hotel. No openings right now. Maybe when I quit but I do not know if they care about my recommends... It is New York, mon ami. Even more than Vegas, you have to tip people out."

Michel knew Kyle well, even after not seeing him for almost two years. Kyle wasn't going to pay off someone for a silly job carrying tourist bags. He could do better. He just knew it.

"I'm OK for now, mate. It's OK."

"You have a fifteen hundred dollar a night hotel room. You will need work fast. Some kind of work.

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