Love Bytes (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Stanley Gale

Author:Stanley, Gale [Stanley, Gale]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-02-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

When Ben woke, he couldn’t decide if he was relieved or disappointed to find himself still alone. What did it matter? Rhys was not for him. The best thing he could do today would be a little sightseeing to familiarize himself with the city and then look at a few flats.

As he dressed in Rhys’s jeans and shirt, Ben couldn’t help inhaling the musky scent that clung to the fabric. Sweet and slightly metallic, it made him dizzy and light headed. Putting it down to hunger, he grabbed his still-damp jacket and headed downstairs. It was so quiet. Everyone must still be asleep, he thought.

Rhys was standing by the desk looking at the computer monitor. Ben’s heart sped up as he took a step forward to greet him. Just then a big orange tom he hadn’t noticed before arched its back and hissed at him. The cat’s eyes glowed red like eyes reflecting the flash in a photograph.

It freaked Ben out, and he let out a gasp.

Rhys looked up. “Morning, Ben.”

“Uh…Good morning.”

“Don’t mind Archie. He’s a bit jealous.”

Ben was about to reply that he wasn’t afraid, but he spotted blood on Rhys’s arm. “Hey, you’re bleeding.”

“It’s nothing.” Rhys started to unroll his sleeve.

“Sure it is. Let me take a look.”

You’re asking for trouble, boychick.

Ben ignored the voice of reason in his head, telling himself he would do the same for anyone.

Rhys let out a sigh of exasperation, but he led Ben into the small water closet off the lobby.

“Sit,” Ben ordered.

Rhys raised a brow, but he sat on the toilet and rested his arm on the sink. “See, it’s already slowing down.”

“Yes, but an open wound should always be cleaned.” Ben wet a corner of a towel and leaned over the Welshman. Acutely aware of invading Rhys’s comfort zone, not to mention his own, Ben tried to keep a bit of distance as he dabbed at the blood.

“Hey, doc, everything okay?” Rhys looked up at him with a devastating grin.

More of the Welshman’s musky scent surrounded Ben, and his mouth went dry. “Keep still and I’ll be done in a second.” But Ben took his time. He was enjoying this moment, and he was unwilling to have it end too soon. Being this close accelerated the chemical pull he felt toward Rhys, and when chemistry hit, it was damn hard to fight it.

Rhys appeared a bit tired. His shaggy, dark hair needed a cutting, and he was long overdue for a shave, but the stubble on his jaw only made him look sexier. Ben couldn’t help reaching out and grazing it with his thumb.

Oy vey, boychick.

The devil made me do it, Bubbe.

Ben and Rhys exchanged a long eye-fuck that said more than words could ever express. It was hot as hell. A scenario played out in Ben’s head. Two naked, sweaty bodies writhing on the double bed upstairs. Rhys’s full, sensual lips on his. Ben could almost feel them. Amazing what a rush of lust and adrenaline could do to a guy’s insides.

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