Grizzly Survival by Becca Jameson

Author:Becca Jameson [Jameson, Becca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC027310
Publisher: Hartwood Publishing
Published: 2017-11-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

It was late when Dale heard the sound of Gavin’s Chieftain pulling up out front. He recognized the motorcycle’s engine before he scented the man, but his shoulders relaxed a fraction instantly.

He opened the front door before Gavin was off his bike and leaned against the doorframe, trying to look casual.

Gavin dismounted, tugged his helmet off, and shook out his messy hair. His face was sober as he approached. Damn if he didn’t look even sexier than the first time Dale laid eyes on him. He stepped onto the front porch in his black leather jacket and dark blue jeans. The T-shirt he wore underneath was white and visible between the open top few buttons.

Dale wanted to rip the jacket off and force Gavin to his knees so he could circle him and admire what he knew would be the tight fitting cotton across his chest and back.

What he wanted to do was make the man strip down to nothing and punish him for leaving without a word by teasing his cock mercilessly without letting him come.

What he wanted was to own this kid in every possible way and rock his world for the rest of their lives.

But none of that was possible. Three feet and a world of differences divided them on the porch.

Gavin spoke first. “I’m sorry.”

Dale stepped back and swept a hand out, indicating he should come inside. He hadn’t decided how to play this yet. So many emotions bombarded him at once. Relief. Frustration. Anger. Arousal. Denial.

Half of him wanted to spank Gavin’s already pink ass, and half of him wanted to pull him into his embrace and tell him everything was going to be okay.

“I stopped by Wyatt’s place. The deck looks great. He said you worked on it half the day.”

“Yeah.” Dale crossed the room and headed for the refrigerator. He pulled out two beers and lifted one toward Gavin.

Gavin dropped his jacket on the armchair, followed in his wake, and took the offered bottle. “You’re pissed.”

“No. I’m frustrated. There’s a difference.” He crossed to the living room and plopped down on the couch, not meeting Gavin’s gaze. He needed to say a few things, and he didn’t want Gavin’s expression to influence him. “Mostly I’m mad at myself for giving a single fuck where you were today.”

Gavin lowered himself onto the couch next to Dale, not touching him.

Dale continued, “Did I push you too far?” he asked the floor. “Is that why you ran off?”

“What? No. God, no. What we did… It had nothing to do with me leaving.”

Dale lifted his face, narrowing his gaze.

“Okay, maybe I was a little freaked out by how strongly I reacted to you dominating me like that, but it wasn’t the only reason I left.”

“Ran. Gavin, you snuck out in the night and didn’t leave a note. That’s so not okay. You can’t scene with me like we did and then take off without discussing your concerns.” He took another long drink of his beer.

Gavin nodded. “I honestly didn’t think of it like that.

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