The Gravedigger's Brawl by Abigail Roux

Author:Abigail Roux [Roux, Abigail]
Language: nld
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

or something, and we’re good.”

Wyatt had the good grace to look ashamed, but

he nodded.

“Better go get your car,” Ash added. “The only

people that park there for extended periods of time

are hookers, dealers, or undercover cops.”

Wyatt raised an eyebrow as he extracted his

keys from his pocket. “Extended periods of time?”

Ash just gave him a suggestive smirk and

headed for Wyatt’s car.

Wyatt had been determined to keep his word.

Right up until he woke that morning already

thinking about Ash and wondering how he was.

He’d discussed it with himself while driving to

work, and he knew in his heart that he could make

it up to Ash and then some.

There was no reason to panic again. He’d seen

what sort of person Ash was and he’d overcome

the intimidating strangeness of Ash's lifestyle

easier than he’d thought he could. The fact that Ash

changed his tongue ring to match his outfit and

exuded an odd Victorian charm and held almost

rock star status among the denizens of the night

didn’t mean that Ash was scary. All that, in fact,

just made him more intriguing. And on top of all

that, Ash was interested in him.

Wyatt thought they at least deserved to give each

other another chance.

The decision to be stand-up about it hadn’t kept

him from sneaking away from Noah, though. He’d

begged off early, saying he had a dentist

appointment. He knew Noah had an unnatural

aversion to dentists and wouldn’t ask any

questions about the trip before or after.

Deciding to do things right also didn’t keep him

from feeling guilty as he followed Ash up the stairs

to his door. It had the air of an illicit affair, right

up to when Ash handed him the key and nodded at

the door.

“I’ll take him home,” Ash said as he gestured to

the dog. “Be right there.” He turned and went to the

door opposite his and knocked. The dog was

sitting patiently, its tail wagging. Wyatt stood

watching Ash as he tilted his ear to the door, as if

listening for a call, and then reached out and

opened it.

Wyatt looked down at the keys in his hand and

waited.

Soon Ash emerged from the other door and

raised an eyebrow at Wyatt as he strolled across

the landing toward him. Wyatt handed the keys

back to him, and Ash took Wyatt’s entire hand in

his. He looked from their joined hands to Wyatt’s

eyes with a crooked smile. Wyatt stared at him,

mesmerized.

“Would it be inappropriate to kiss you right

now?” Ash asked.

Wyatt licked his lips and inhaled deeply.

“Depends, I guess.”

“On?”

“What color is it today?”

Ash’s crooked smile grew and he opened his

mouth to show Wyatt his tongue. The lime and

black Koosh ball from the previous day was still

in, and Wyatt raised one eyebrow dubiously. “No

Saturday special?” he asked, trying to sound

disapproving but failing spectacularly.

Ash took a step and laid his hand against the

door behind Wyatt. Wyatt’s back hit the door as

Ash pressed against him. He reached for Wyatt’s

wrist and brought it up, pinning Wyatt. The kiss

was almost chaste, if the presence of a French

tickler could be classified as that. Ash slid Wyatt’s

hands up the door until he held them over their

heads as they kissed, Ash brushing Wyatt’s lips

with the tip of his tongue but pressing their bodies

together hard.

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