Promises by Adrienne Wilder

Author:Adrienne Wilder [Wilder, Adrienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 2012-05-07T05:30:53+00:00

And yet, I wasn‟t afraid of him. In fact, I was kind of looking forward to a fight. I chalked it up to all the pot I‟ve smoked, the paint I‟ve huffed, and just about any other illegal recreational drug that snuffs out common sense.

It didn‟t help I hadn‟t been born with much to begin with.

To Peter I asked, “Do you want to stay?”

Silence.

Now I wished I‟d just stayed quiet. The question was out, and now he‟d have to answer me. What the hell was I going to do if he said yes?

“Peter‟s dangerous...” Whitcomb ... again. Fuck, I wished he‟d shut the hell up. I ignored him and kept my eyes on Peter. Finally, he looked at me. Dark eyes, beautiful lips.

“Pete?”

He blinked. Then the barest shake of his head. The “No” he added was hardly audible.

I looked at the two men--not men--Lesser-Breds. “You heard him.”

“And you act like he has a choice.” Robert stared me down. I stared back. And unlike Peter, I did not sit, back up, or look away. I think Robert was just about to walk over and teach me another lesson or two when a knock sounded at the door.

Whitcomb looked at Robert. Robert was still looking at me. A nice flush was in his cheeks now, and I was pretty sure I could see the white points of sharp teeth pressing against his bottom lip.

Clown Hair asked, “Robert?”

“Not now, David.”

“You called them, didn‟t you?”

“I told you, not now!”

It might have been my imagination, but Clown Hair didn‟t sound very happy. “I thought we agreed, I thought...”

“Shut up, David.” Robert jerked his head in the direction of the back room. “Get them out of the way. I don‟t want them out here while we discuss business.” I‟d like to say, when Whitcomb grabbed me by the arm, I did some fancy karate moves, flipped him over my shoulder, and pinned him to the floor. But of course I didn‟t. At least I didn‟t scream like a pussy when he twisted my arm so far back between my shoulders I was sure it was never going to function again. And I needed my right hand, damn it. It was my favorite.

I did do some spitting, kicking, and struggling, but it was useless. I wound up shoved into a bedroom. At least this time I bounced off the mattress instead of the floor.

I didn‟t stay down long. I got to my feet then to the door just in time to have it slam shut in my face. “Fucking asshole!” I grabbed the knob, and when it didn‟t budge, I kicked the door then punched it. Which was about as effective as everything else I‟d done. Then, of course, I kicked the door again. I wish I could say why.

“D...”

I looked at Peter. His head was down and his arms wrapped around his stomach. “Hey...” I walked over and put a hand on his jaw, and tears spilled over his cheeks. I hugged him, completely swallowed him up, and this time Peter hugged me back twice as hard.

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