Cy Gets a Sex Demon by Angela Fiddler

Author:Angela Fiddler [Fiddler, Angela]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

Patrick, despite being awfully skinny, would still look damn fine in a pair of tight jeans. I looked like an idiot in them. He wasn’t the one having trouble breathing.

“So tell me,” Patrick said. “How is no dogs a deal breaker but trying to use your sex partner as bait perfectly acceptable?”

“The amount of slobber, mostly,” I said. Patrick would still attract the sharks, my ass in jeans or not.

Patrick had done his part, now it was my turn. He’d called his father, asking that the voice-over recording for his commercial be moved up to today. I had expected more fight from the old man.

But instead of recrimination, he had made all the arrangements. Of course, he would need a new talent agency, as the last one had left his brain matter on his blotter. I had a feeling that whoever had dug 89

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their claws into the old man wouldn’t let him go.

I hadn’t been mistaken. It had cost a bloody fortune, I had no doubt, and the man holding the clipboard and orchestrating the whole thing didn’t feel like an ordinary “go to” man, even though he set up a sound booth and projector in the middle of the soundstage, barked out orders to nine different interns and lackeys, and rushed through sound check bytes. I couldn’t tell the interns from the lackeys or vice versa. Despite all the movement, when Patrick stepped onto the stage, clipboard man stopped, turned, and stared. We had his attention now.

The interns, or lackeys, or both, scattered, but only because the string of orders had stopped and they were free. From the look on the man’s face, and the bad feeling I got from him, the smart ones would keep going. I didn’t like this man, with his rimless glasses and his high widow peaks. He dressed trendily enough with thin black jeans ten years too young for him and his black turtleneck.

The clothes only accentuated how much chin he had and the start of a beer belly he lost ground to. Aging gracefully didn’t look his thing.

But when he wanted to, this man moved mountains. Or shot a commercial with three hours notice using only union people. If that didn’t take power, I didn’t know what did. “Patrick,” he said.

“Your father said you might be stopping by.”

Patrick smiled, though it looked forced. I doubted this man had seen any other kind of smile for years. “And look, here I am. Have you seen the old man?”

“I thought he had gone off to have a nap.”

Patrick smile turned to a grimace. I didn’t know his father. I hadn’t met the man he’d been. But if he resembled Gwen in any way, I could not imagine him taking a nap as the man he was. “I’ll 90

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wait.” Patrick wandered off, deliberately, and left the two of us alone.

We hadn’t planned going any farther. Gwen knew I didn’t have enough blood in me to cue the fawning mode that Patrick triggered, but I had enough power that the man had interest.

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