Taming the Beast by Andrew Grey

Author:Andrew Grey [Grey, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-006-9
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

THREE DAYS later Dante woke from a dozing sleep, high above the Atlantic. He looked around and stifled the groan that rose to his lips. He knew he had no right to, but he missed Beau. They’d spent an entire night together, just one night, and Dante had never been so tired in the morning, or so thrillingly happy. Now once again he was alone.

The flight attendant made her way up the aisle and inquired if he needed anything. Dante quietly asked for some water and closed his eyes once again, trying to sleep and return to that dream he’d been having where Beau had just walked into his office, closed the door, and somehow all his clothes had vanished by the time he’d reached Dante’s desk. In the dream, Beau was unblemished, no scars, with perfect… well, everything, and eyes that radiated heat and desire.

Dante opened his eyes again, the hum of the jet engines intruding on his thoughts. Was that what he wanted? Beau to be perfect? He thought about it and realized he didn’t see Beau as anything but beautiful, scars or not. And that scared the hell out of him. Beau was perfect. He was generous, caring, understanding, and seemed to be willing to put up with him.

And that was the problem. Dante knew he didn’t deserve anyone like Beau.

“Sir, your water,” the flight attendant said, and Dante took the cold bottle, thanked her, and tried to get comfortable in his business-class seat once more. He pulled the blanket up over himself, closed his eyes, and hoped to hell he’d be able to go to sleep.

Allison was there in the house, standing at the top of the stairs, smiling as brightly as she always had, no hint of the sadness that had been building inside her, adding to the lines around her eyes for the last year and a half. She was the Allison he knew, his best friend, the person he’d loved for years. The one person he’d always been able to confide in.

Dante rushed over to her, and before his eyes, she aged and her eyes grew hollow and cold. With each step, she turned into the person she’d been at the end.

Allison fell toward the stairs. Dante leaped to reach her, his hands grabbing, but she remained just out of reach. “This is your fault. You did this to me.” Her words rang in his head as she disappeared from sight. Dante didn’t need to come closer and look to know what he’d find. He’d already seen that image in his head, burned into his memory forever.

Dante jerked upright once again, nearly toppling the bottle of water on the little armrest tray. The other passengers were all shifting, waking up, and having breakfast before the flight crew prepared the cabin for their landing in Paris. Dante hoped the dream would fade, but it didn’t seem to, and even after they’d landed and Dante was getting off the plane, the image of Allison, aged and drawn, lingered in his mind.

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