Trust by Shawn Lane

Author:Shawn Lane [Lane, Shawn]
Language: nld
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Justin sat in front of Brad’s desktop computer, waiting for it to power on. Next to him was a paper plate with a half-eaten slice of cheese pizza on it.

Brad stuck his head out of the kitchen. “You want milk and sugar in your tea?”

“No, I’ve become Americanized. Actually, if you have green tea, I’d prefer that.”

Brad nodded. “Coming right up.”

Justin clicked on the internet icon and punched in the address for his email account.

Neither he nor Brad had bothered getting fully dressed. In fact, they were both only wearing terry cloth robes. Of course, Brad being so tall, the robe Justin wore swam on him. He didn’t mind. It smelled spicy and masculine, just like Brad.

Brad came out of the kitchen carrying two steaming mugs of tea. He set one next to Justin’s paper plate and then the other on a nearby end table. He crouched next to Justin’s chair and peered at the computer screen.

“So show me.”

Justin studied Brad’s profile, unable to look away. He had looks that could be called classically handsome or movie-star handsome. Could have had any woman he wanted if he’d been straight. Justin had always been grateful Brad was gay.

His long lashes lowered, flickered and then he glanced at Justin. “No more distractions, Justin,” Brad said, his face serious. “I mean it.”

Justin sighed and turned his attention back to his email. He went into his file folders and found the one marked in capital letters SCARY.

“When did these first start to arrive?” Brad asked.

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“About three months ago. The first one I didn’t really think much about. As a fairly successful writer with a website, I’ve learned you sometimes attract a few strange people.”

Justin opened the first email and watched Brad read it. “You can see it’s not all that threatening or anything. Just sort of ominous. ‘I’ve been keeping track of you for a long time.’ That sort of thing. It could easily be interpreted to mean keeping track of my career or whatever.”

“All right. Let’s see the next one.”

It was crazy, stupid really, but with Brad there next to him, acting like the leader he always was, Justin felt better. Less afraid. Through the years, Justin had tried not to be such a follower, but if he was honest with himself, he’d always loved it when Brad seized control. For Brad it was instinctual.

“This second one was more disconcerting.”

Brad quickly scanned the email saying the writer knew where Justin lived. His mouth thinned. “Is this the one that made you contact the police?”

“No.”

Brad arched his eyebrows at Justin in a definite look of disapproval. “Really? This didn’t send off enough alarm bells to call the police?”

Justin shrugged. “I just figured it was some whacko trying to get my attention.”

“Do you know how many whackos end up acting on their obsessions?”

“Sometimes I wish you weren’t the son of a psychiatrist.” Justin clicked on the next email. “Before this next one came, I actually got a package in the mail.”

Brad turned away from the computer and stared at him.

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