Wiseguys: Blast From the Past by Aaron Michaels

Author:Aaron Michaels [Michaels, Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay Romance
Published: 2011-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

They didn't make love that night.

It was the first night they hadn't made love since they'd been in Idaho. Tony wanted to, but Carter insisted Tony needed sleep more than sex. Tony was too tired and too sore to argue.

The sheriff had confiscated Tony's gun. Tony had expected worse. Carter hadn't exactly bought any of their arsenal at Norman's sporting goods store. Instead of arresting him for possession of an unregistered firearm, the sheriff had told Tony it was strike one and to keep his nose clean. Tony figured if they hadn't rescued Bess, he would have been spending the night in jail.

Not that the loss of one gun mattered all that much. Carter had procured enough weapons for a small army. Tony had a different handgun within easy reaching distance on his night stand. He dry swallowed two aspirin instead of taking the pain pills the E.R. doctor gave him. He didn't want his head muddled; he just wanted to take the edge off the pain.

He closed his eyes and tried to float away, but sleep wouldn't come. The bed was too empty without Carter's comforting bulk, and the emptiness had an unsettling feel to it. The same night the deli's window had been busted, Tony and Carter had vowed to each other that they'd always have the other's back. It was as close as the two of them would ever come to getting married, and Tony was good with that. But tonight he'd felt a chill that he didn't think was entirely in his head.

Carter didn't like sitting back and waiting. He didn't like letting assholes get away with the kind of shit the Munroes had back when they'd busted the window. He probably didn't like that Tony hadn't told him who the Munroes were when he'd first figured it out back at the farmhouse. But if Tony had, Carter might have killed both of the brothers instead of just breaking the one's nose. If that had happened, no matter what Bess told the sheriff, they'd probably both be spending the night in jail.

Finesse, that's what Uncle Sid had taught Tony. "Guys like Carter, they're just muscle. No brains. You gotta be the brains, and to be the brains, you gotta think ahead. Don't let nobody disrespect you, but don't you go disrespecting yourself by acting stupid."

Of course, as far as Uncle Sid was concerned, Tony letting Carter fuck him up the ass wouldn't exactly be a sign of proper respect, either. But Tony had news for Uncle Sid. Getting fucked up the ass by Carter was the ultimate sign of respect. And love.

And he fucking missed it.

Tony shifted on the bed and winced at the twinge of pain in his side. He had to think of something else or he'd end up with a hard on the size of Detroit. The problem was, every time he shut his eyes, he kept seeing their friends' faces.

Bess's face when Carter kicked in the door, her eyes wide and round, and a knife at her throat.

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