An Eye for an Eye (The Santorno Stories 2): The Santorno Stories by Gasq-Dion Sandrine

Author:Gasq-Dion, Sandrine [Gasq-Dion, Sandrine]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Skull Blaster Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

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Heath’s sophomore year…

The football team was out of town for an away game and Heath was bored being holed up in the hotel. He snuck out after everyone had gone to sleep and decided to go for a walk. He wandered along the busy street, taking in the sights. He walked by lots of bars and stopped in front of one in particular because it was playing good music. He strolled in, sneaking around the bouncer. He remained still as his eyes adjusted.

“Hey, kid, how did you get in here?”

A guy dressed completely in leather was looking at him with hungry eyes.

“I walked in.” Heath smiled.

“Wow, with your looks and those lips? You’ll make a fortune in here. What’s your name, kid?”

“Heath.”

“Why don’t I show you around?”

The guy took Heath by the hand and led him through the club. Heath quickly realized it was a gay bar. There were men making out in dark corners, along with some women.

“Oh, come on! What did I tell you about bringing young ones in?”

Heath looked at the guy in front of him and his breath stopped. He was taller than Heath, with beautiful gray eyes and black hair. He was drop-dead gorgeous.

“Aw, come on, Caleb! Look at him! He looks like a fucking angel and devil all at once! Look at those lips!”

Caleb frowned. “We’re going to lose our liquor license if he’s caught in here.” He eyed Heath. “How old are you, kid?”

“I’m sixteen. I’ll be seventeen soon,” he offered helpfully and with his most charming smile.

“Oh, Christ.” Caleb put his hand to his forehead. “Come on, kid.”

Caleb led him to the back room of the club. He dropped into the chair behind his desk and picked up the phone.

“What’s your name?”

“Heath.”

“What’s your number, Heath?”

“Why?” Heath’s eyes widened.

“I’m calling your parents.”

“You can’t do that. I’m here with my football team and we have a game tomorrow!”

“Jesus, kid, you’re killing me. You look like that and you play football, too?” Caleb groaned.

“Look like what?” Heath tilted his head.

“You’re sexy as hell. You’d make a fortune here.”

“That’s what that guy said. I don’t get it, though.”

“Really? Your lips alone could make fifty bucks in no time. Not to mention the rest of you.”

Heath blushed crimson. He shuffled his feet and looked down.

“Okay, really, you need to go back to wherever you came from. You won’t last five minutes in here.”

“I can handle myself!” Heath insisted stubbornly.

“Really?” Caleb got up and walked over to Heath. “What would you do if I kissed you, Heath?”

Heath’s hands started sweating. He’d never kissed anyone.

“I, um, don’t know,” Heath stammered.

Caleb leaned in and kissed Heath lightly on the lips. He pulled away and looked into Heath’s eyes.

“That was a nice one. These guys would eat you alive and take advantage of you. Have you ever kissed anyone, Heath?”

“Not until just now.”

“Oh great,” Caleb sighed. “Now I’m your first kiss?”

“It was nice.” Heath grinned. “Can you do it again?”

Caleb stared at the kid in front of him. Jesus, he was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.

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