Black Heart (Soulscape #2) by A.M. Snead

Author:A.M. Snead [Snead, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-28T05:00:00+00:00

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The doc’s hair had a distinct scent of shampoo, tainted lightly with the smoky stench of the bar he’d frequented earlier that night. Alec found the “aroma” oddly pleasant and stimulating as the man’s head rested against his own on the pillow. The doc’s eyes were closed, his breath even, smooth. His face relaxed. Body free of tension as he slept peacefully beside Alec.

I’m not the one who needs saving, doc. Alec touched his hair, dragged his fingertips through his warm, damp strands. You are.

“Quid pro quo, doc,” Alec whispered. “You did for me…now I’ll do for you.”

Alec’s eyes closed –then opened again slowly when the voices came to him. Not close…but close enough. Typically he ignored the sounds of the world around him, tuned it out. Most of it was meaningless drivel that bored him. But every now and then…something piqued his interest.

He touched his lips to the doc’s warm brow. “Sleep,” he said quietly. “I’ll be back soon.” He carefully extracted himself from the man’s arms and dressed, then left the apartment.

The source of his interest was located a couple blocks from the doc’s apartment building, in the alley behind the go-go club. Alec stood at the mouth of the alley and watched the two intoxicated men pissing on the outer wall of the club.

“Yeah, this is what we think of you –you fucking queers!” One man bellowed out with laughter.

Alec stared at him. He never forgot a face –or a voice. Someone ought’a burn the nasty ass place to the ground.

The two men were from the bar down the street.

“You saw him, right?” The second guy grinned and gyrated his hips, splashing urine all over the bricks. “That fucking shrink. You saw him come out of this shithole with that little faggot, right? Can you believe it? All this time, drinking in our fucking bar –that sick ass fucking motherfucker.”

“No fuck,” the first man snorted with disgust, shook his cock and stuffed it back inside his pants. “Wait till Bob gets wind of this. He’ll kick that fucking faggot out of the bar so fast his little fairy head will spin like a top.”

They must have found themselves amusing, as they burst out in roaring laughter. Alec wasn’t amused.

“Not before we take him out back, though,” the second guy sneered, hate twisting his grin. “Teach him a lesson about bringing his diseased, AIDS-infested ass into our bar. A couple black eyes and a few busted ribs ought’a do the trick, ya think?”

Alec withdrew into the shadows when the two men turned his way, adjusting their junk in their piss-stained pants. They didn’t see him in the darkness as they walked by, a stagger to their steps. Alec watched them until they passed out of sight, then headed back to the apartment.

“Shouldn’t play with the devil, boys.” A smile quirked Alec’s lips. “You might get burned.”

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