Unbreakable Stories: Lucas (Unbreakable Bonds Short Story Collections Book 1) by Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott

Author:Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Publisher: Drake & Elliott Publishing
Published: 2016-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

Four

The Laundry Room

He should be drinking.

An hour later, it had become a refrain repeating in his head. Why the hell hadn’t he grabbed a glass of wine? A shot of bourbon, tequila or vodka. Fuck, he’d even take the cheap domestic beer Rowe seemed to favor.

At least Ian and his mother had found something else to talk about besides Snow’s ass. The doctor was in the living room with his father, Rowe, and Mel. And Lucas…Lucas had disappeared, which suddenly felt dangerous. Dangerous enough that his heart rate actually picked up. Ian had a beautiful townhouse, but it wasn’t overly large. There weren’t a lot of places that Lucas could escape to.

Not that he wanted Lucas to escape. He was the one person Andrei did want to spend time with on Thanksgiving. Andrei just didn’t want to get ambushed again. Kissing Lucas sucked all common sense right out of his brain and left him ready to tear off clothes.

“Andrei!” Ian shouted, his voice tinged with laughter.

His head snapped up and he blinked to find both Ian and Sonja staring at him with wide grins.

“Lost in a daydream, pumpkin?” his mother teased. “Ian has said your name four times now.”

Andrei inwardly cringed at the nickname, for once wishing she’d used a Romanian endearment simply because the others were less likely to repeat it. At least Snow and Melissa hadn’t been in earshot to hear “pumpkin.”

“What’s up?” Andrei asked Ian, forcing a smile onto his lips while trying not to look embarrassed.

“I was wondering if you could do me a favor. I left some kitchen towels in the laundry room. Our hands are a mess,” Ian paused and lifted his hands, showing that they were covered in…shit, he didn’t know what. He looked over at his mother’s and she was also mashing something up with her hands that had him lurching back, curling his lip in disgust. Was that sarmale? Or something else? It was obviously better that he didn’t know how some of her dishes were made because it looked like something out of a horror show.

“Don’t you dare give me that look!” Sonja snapped. “You love this.”

“Would you mind getting the towels out of the laundry room?” He gave a little jerk of his head to a partially closed door not far off the kitchen. “I should have left them folded on the dryer or maybe on the shelf.”

“Yeah, sure.”

Andrei crossed the room and pushed the door open a little farther. On the top of the dryer was a tidy stack of folded towels just as Ian has described. He stepped the rest of the way into the room, not bothering to flip on the light, reaching for the stack when the door closed behind him. Andrei turned and strong hands caught him and pushed him against the wall. He caught a hint of Lucas’s cologne a half second before warm lips captured his mouth, swallowing down the laugh that bubbled up.

For a second, Andrei thought about pushing the man away from him.

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