Must Loathe Norcross by Summer Devon

Author:Summer Devon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small town;ex-monk;mistaken identity;m/m;male/male
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-11-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“In a hurry?” Lindy asked as Josh hung up the blue blazer in the office. “And I don’t think you’re going home. I wonder if that message I gave you has inspired you.”

“You work in a hotel. You know how to be discreet.”

She smirked and nodded. “I saw how disappointed Mr. Michaels was when he didn’t find you. You’re going to end up running away from home with a magazine mogul.”

“Oh, you’re not up on the latest.” He spoke without thinking because now he was stuck—of course she wasn’t going to let him escape without hearing all about the Grady-Geoffrey connection.

“I spent more than an hour with him today and he never let that slip,” she said indignantly. “I thought I liked him, too.”

By the time she let him go, it was ten past seven. Eight whole minutes after the time he was supposed to be upstairs. By now he should have been naked. Or at least Grady should have been. They’d be to the begging stage by now.

Mm.

He thumped on the door.

Silence. He pressed his ear to the door and didn’t hear anything, although maybe that was the faint sound of a television, but Grady hadn’t struck him as a TV watcher. Had Grady forgotten? Had he already taken off?

Josh swallowed a shout of frustration and considered kicking the door—except he’d probably be the one to repaint the door or fix the brass plate. He could see himself now, painting the door of the empty room.

Grady would be gone, Josh would be stuck, trapped in the loop of the hotel, the brewery, in the bar and at town hall. He’d been restless before, but now he’d be lonely and alone. Nothing but the memories of some brief hot times to last through the grim winter. And fuck it all, with all that heat, how could Grady simply walk away from their chemistry? He thumped again even though he wanted to howl, shout curses and slam his foot against the brass plate and—

The lock clicked and the door opened.

Grady, rumpled and pink cheeked, blinked at him. “I fell asleep.”

Josh pushed through the open door, so flooded with relief he didn’t even care he now seemed maniacal.

He closed the door behind him and turned to grab Grady but saw he’d walked away.

The television was on, the volume set low. Grady picked up the remote and punched it off.

He studied Josh but didn’t move any closer. Grady frowned. “You okay?”

“I thought you’d gone.”

“I told you I’d meet you.” Grady yawned so wide his jaw cracked. “You don’t trust me?”

Josh shoved his hands into his trouser pockets. He was not used to feeling insecure and this was not something he enjoyed. “No, no. I thought… Maybe you didn’t think it was worth your time.”

“What? Why?”

“I yelled at you earlier.”

“So what? Anyway, I don’t just walk off without a word.”

Josh let loose with the full rush of insecurity. “You don’t? You stick around? Or do you mean you don’t leave without warning?”

He shrugged. “If I go I’ll say something.

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