By the Numbers by Chris Owen & Tory Temple

Author:Chris Owen & Tory Temple [Owen, Chris & Temple, Tory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay Romance, Contemporary, General, Romance, Erotica, Fiction
ISBN: 9781610405560
Google: 6eAhywAACAAJ
Amazon: 1610405560
Publisher: Torquere Press
Published: 2011-09-27T11:00:00+00:00

Nine

Deuce had a very hard time concentrating at work. His morning had started in the usual way, to the baying of puppies who needed out, and had remained normal right up until Trey had arrived home. Deuce had held off going to work as long as he could, going so far as to drive instead of ride, but they still only had time for a few fast kisses before Deuce had to leave.

Trey seemed tired, too, so Deuce hoped that he'd found time to nap during the day.

At lunch, Deuce had sent a few text messages home, asking about the dogs, if Trey wanted him to pick anything up on the way home, that sort of domestic stuff that made Deuce happy in a weird, indefinable way. They discussed dinner and settled on grilling again with a decent salad as a side, and then Deuce faced his afternoon at his desk.

His mind continually drifted into areas it absolutely should not when he was unable to go even so far as the coffee machine without passing four people. He was trapped at his desk most of the day with a hard-on that would only fade and not really go away.

"This is ridiculous." He was muttering to himself by the time quitting time came. He shut off all his computers and monitors and draped his suit jacket in front of himself when he left, like the way he'd held his text books in high school. "Utterly ridiculous."

The drive home was uneventful, thank God. It was also long, due to traffic, but the traffic at least distracted him enough that he could walk straight when got there. Of course, the moment he walked in the door and saw Trey, all his blood flooded south yet again, anyway. "Hey, I'm home," he said lamely, tossing his jacket over a chair and putting his bag on the floor. "Miss me?"

"All day," came the welcome response. Trey gently shoved a dog aside with his foot. "Me first, pooch."

"You first, for sure. Have they been out lately? Can we ignore them for a while?" He was trying to reach Trey and shed his work shirt at the same time, every part of him wanting to rush and take and have.

"They've been out all day in the yard with me." Trey helped with Deuce's shirt, their fingers brushing together. "They're fine. I'm so glad you're home."

"Me, too. God, kiss me." Deuce tangled a few of his fingers with Trey's. "I couldn't even think today."

Trey complied easily. He tightened his fingers around Deuce's and used his other hand to shove Deuce's shirt off his shoulders. "I tried to nap," he whispered between kisses. "But I couldn't. I wanted to call and tell you to come home early." He shoved a leg in between Deuce's and pressed up against him.

"I might never go to work again." Deuce laughed and rocked his hips. "Standing up isn't going to work real well for me for very long, just so you know.

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