Sins of Omission by India Harper

Author:India Harper [Harper, India]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Carver could hear David moving around upstairs when he let himself in.

It had been tempting to come over earlier, hell, to be waiting there when David got home from work. He still had enough pride left—barely—where David was concerned that he held out. His own apartment was spotless from the lengths he’d gone to not to crack early, but he’d done it.

Alexandra’s phone message had been brief. She expected him at eleven-thirty that night if he was still interested in new opportunities. It was only quarter past ten now, so they had time for a quick briefing without any painful, awkward silences.

David was getting dressed when Carver found him.

“Getting” was perhaps an overstatement. David was wearing a towel, pacing back and forth between the dresser, bed and closet, picking things out and laying them on the bed, taking something else away and returning it where it belonged.

Carver had never seen him this uncertain about dressing before.

“What’s the dress code?” David didn’t look at him.

“Um.” He glanced down at his own jeans and polo. “Business casual, I guess.”

David glared at him before dropping his eyes again. “That’s not very helpful.”

“To be honest, no one keeps their clothes on long enough for me to tell. I can tell you what the staff wears, but beyond that…”

“Right, fine.” Whipping off the towel, he grabbed up a pair of dark jeans and stepped into them.

“No underwear?”

David froze for a moment, then tugged them the rest of the way on. “They get in the way.” His voice sounded oddly strained. He shrugged on a short sleeved, form-fitted button up. Finally, he faced Carver without looking at him. “Will this work?”

“I… Yeah, sure.” This was not the David Logan he knew. “What the hell is wrong with you, David?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” He started to step into a pair of loafers, then changed his mind for some low boots. “There’s a box in the top drawer of my dresser. Would you get it out?”

David wasn’t going to talk to him. Fine. Carver jerked open the drawer.

There was a finely polished cherry wood box sitting in amongst the neatly rolled belts and ties sorted by color in the drawer. Carver had never been in this drawer before. They had better tools than belts and ties for their bondage games, and Carver had never needed to borrow one of either, so he’d never even thought to look. This wasn’t just a storage box. It was handcrafted, an elegant but simple pattern stained onto the surface under a thick lacquer of varnish. Picking it up with more care than he showed most things, Carver turned to offer it to David. “It’s beautiful.”

“Would you…” David was tense, the words coming difficultly. “Open it,” he said with a little more force.

Carver found a strip of black leather etched with silver inside. It looked both well worn and well cared for. “Is this a collar?” It seemed such a crass word for the elegant object. He’d noticed a few at the club, but none looked like this.

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