What You Own by A.M. Arthur

Author:A.M. Arthur
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Gay Romance, Gay, GLBT, Contemporary, Coming of Age, M/M Romance, M/M, dreamspinner press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

No prob. You need dad time. Good luck.

I sent back a heart and smile, grateful for his support. I’d need all the luck I could get to survive this one-on-one with Raymond Langley.

Milano’s was across the street from our building, one of those places that require reservations and ties after 3:00 p.m. I didn’t feel as out of place as I expected. Outwardly, nothing about me had changed. I was still Adam Langley, born with a trust fund and a family name. I wore a suit and tie like most of the other men already seated having a three-martini lunch. And I was with my father, who received polite, personal greetings from the hostess, the server, and two men at a table near us.

Inwardly, I was a different person, and the only one who could see the new me was Ryan.

Dad ordered his signature gin martini, dirty, two olives, while I asked for a Diet Coke.

“So,” he said once the server went to get our drinks, “how are things working out with your double life?”

My heart slammed into my ribcage. “Double life?”

“Splitting your time between the internship and the benefit.”

“Oh.” Of course that’s what he meant. I worked to get my racing pulse under control before he noticed my momentary flare of panic.

“It’s going very well. I’m getting my hours in at LQF and learning quite a lot from Lacey. She’s an excellent teacher.”

“When she’s at her desk. I swear, pregnant women are useless for anything except complaining and bathroom breaks.”

The familiar words still stung. Lacey was a nice woman, and she really was a great personal assistant for Joe. He’d be lost when she began her maternity leave. Defending her to my father was pointless.

His views on certain things made Ann Coulter look reasonable and progressive.

“She’s teaching me the ropes, as are some of the other office assistants,” I said instead. “I never really appreciated how many people keep this company running.”

The server returned with our drinks, and Dad ordered a stuffed mushroom appetizer before she left again. I didn’t miss the long look he gave her ass. The uniforms at Milano’s were basic black skirts (pants for men) and white shirts, so I didn’t see the appeal. Then again, I never really saw the appeal in women’s asses.

Ryan’s ass, on the other hand—

“Adam?”

I snapped to, embarrassed at my wandering thoughts. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I asked if you’d decided what to order? I want to flag the server the next time she comes by.”

“Oh, no, sorry.” I skimmed the offerings, then settled on blackened salmon with wild rice and steamed broccoli.

Dad ordered a sirloin steak salad with dressing on the side and stared at the server’s ass again while she walked away. A little part of me that still missed my mom was offended at his blatant appraisal of another woman. But Mom had died six years ago, and I had no illusions that Dad had been celibate for more than a few months after.

He’d never introduced me to a girlfriend, but that meant next to nothing.

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