Backlash by Jack L. Pyke

Author:Jack L. Pyke
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: romance, thriller, gay, england, contemporary, mm, mi5, ffp
Publisher: Fantastic Fiction Publishing

Trace made it into the hall in time to see Gabe standing there shaking his head. Over by the door, Dare stood by Jan, although his attention was focused on Jack as Jack tried to bypass him and get to Jan.

“Easy... easy.” Dare rubbed at Jan’s back. A pile of watery yellow vomit graced the marble floor, and, wiping at his mouth, Jan stood, leaning over it with one hand on the door. He’d been vomiting most of last night, too; stomach lining was all that was left and no doubt coming with the bitter aftertaste of what he’d taken.

“He...” Jack shrugged Dare’s grip off his arm. “Jan.... You’re too bloody sick for work. Just listen to me, soft lad, please. Stay here. Get back to bed.”

“Work. Just need work.” Jan rubbed hard at his forehead, looking as though he’d slept his way through getting dressed: jeans not zipped up, shirt pulled out one side, tie knotted and lost somewhere in his jacket sleeve. Trace went over, and giving Dare a frown, he took over rubbing at Jan’s back.

“You’re not fit to go to work.”

“Trace. I’m okay. I need... out. Need to... to breathe.” From the strained breathing, Jan seemed to be struggling doing just that as he briefly looked at Jack.

“Not a good idea at all,” said Trace, aware of Gabe slipping Jan’s car keys from his pocket into his own. “This flu—”

Jack tried to get past Dare and groaning anger when he couldn’t. “Fucking flu, you—”

Jan glanced back, dampness to his brow and carrying a paleness to his face that no suit could add class to. His gaze stayed on Jack for a moment, searching, fearing Jack, maybe fearing Jack’s reaction that he knew, then he grabbed at the doorknob and tugged the door open, forcing Gabe and Trace to take a step back.

Dare didn’t manage to catch Jack as he shrugged past this time. He could no doubt see that Jack was getting riled too, and wanted to keep them apart.

Outside, Jack eased Jan to a stop by the fountain and Jan instantly raised his hands, backing away a few paces as soon as Jack came in again.

“Don’t, Jack. Please. We’re okay, we’re fine, just... leave me alone, okay?”

“Jan, I need you to stay here—”

“Why?” He shrugged. “You got a knife somewhere on you for me, martial arts guy?” Shivering, Jan had tears in his eyes. “You going to find a way to find my kink? Like with Logan?”

Jack went to say something, then all of his fire fell. “No.... Soft lad. Not you. You.... I’d never hurt you.”

“How would you know? You didn’t know about Logan until you woke up yesterday. So how would you know?”

“Hey.” Dare went over and gently pulled Jan away. “Come on. Jack’s right; you’re too sick to work,” he said. “That’s all Jack’s saying. He’s worried about you.”

“I... I’m okay. We’re both okay, and Jack... sorry, okay? Just....” Jan tugged out of the grip, stumbled a few steps, and went over to his Merc.

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