Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 113741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Chapter 13
Startled awake, Trent jerked open his eyes to see Gage propped up on one elbow lightly placing kisses on his lips. He still held Gage tight against him. Even in sleep, his arms were securely wrapped around the man, not letting him get too far away, and Gage seemed perfectly content in his embrace. Bonus for him!
“Hi,” Trent said sleepily, giving Gage a soft kiss back, then let go with a deep, satisfying yawn.
“Hi, handsome, you snore. Not terribly, kind of softly, but it’s still a snore,” Gage said, resting his head on his hand his eyes scanning Trent’s face.
“I like the little names you call me,” Trent mumbled, still half asleep. Gage smiled and leaned in for a light kiss.
“Good, I seem to like to use them on you. You know, you’re a perfectly made man. Everything about you is captivatingly sexy to me. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed you being here in my bed. I could get use to you here with me. Please know in no way is this a blow off, buts it’s a little past four in the morning. I’m not sure what time the children wake up, but do you need to be there when they do?”
“Shit, it’s four already?” Trent pushed up quickly, looking around for a clock, shocked to see it read a quarter past four in the morning. “I have to go. Shit! I don’t even know where my phone is… What if they tried to call me?”
Trent untangled himself from Gage’s hold and rose from the bed. Gage stayed in the same position, his head in his hand, his body bare, gazing at Trent as he moved about the room searching for his clothing. As an afterthought, he glanced down at his chest, rubbing a hand absently across his heart, realizing at some point Gage must have cleaned them. His heart gave a tug at the simple gesture of having someone take care of him. Trent ignored the need coursing through him, pushing him back in bed with the hottest man he’d ever seen laying there so seductively, just staring at him.
Instead, he let responsibility lead his actions. With an effort, Trent forced his head away from the super sexy Gage Synclair and followed the trail of his discarded clothes into the living room. His slacks lay where they were dropped on the floor right off the entryway. He dug in the pants pocket, palming his phone, and checked for messages. Only one text from Rhonny showed on the screen from about midnight. It cost him time off his life waiting the two seconds for the message to come up on his phone. It simply read, Everything is good here. You stay out as long as you want. I’ll call you if we need you.
“Is everything okay? I should have thought to bring your phone to bed with us,” Gage said from behind him. Gage slid his body along the back of Trent’s, wrapping his arms around his waist, kissing his neck before placing his chin on his shoulder.
“Yeah, it’s fine, Rhonny’s got everything under control. I should have thought to bring the phone to bed. I never forget things like that,” Trent said, keeping his phone and pants in one hand, while sliding his other arm up, tangling his fingers in Gage’s hair.
“I want to think it was because you were so taken with me you couldn’t think straight. Don’t tell me any different. Let me have this moment,” Gage said, bringing his hand up to Trent’s chin, pushing his face back toward Gage. He thrust his tongue forward as their lips met. The kiss lasted several minutes with his body stirring to life, before Trent developed a conscience and pulled away.
“I need to go, it’s late. The kids will be up in about an hour or so,” Trent said, turning in Gage’s arms to hold him tighter. They stood bare chest to bare chest now.
“I was asking you a question when you fell asleep. Do you remember it, or do I need to ask it again?” Gage asked. Trent stayed silent, trying to remember anything they might have discussed. Nothing came to him. He didn’t remember anything after tugging Gage closer to him.
“Ahh, well, I can see I need to ask again, and I’ll have to work on my after love making repertoire. I don’t want to bore you to sleep again.”
“You didn’t at all, I’m always—” Gage stopped him in mid-sentence.
“I was teasing, you were perfect, and I loved you falling asleep in my arms. This has been a night of so many firsts, this being another one. Now, Trent, pay attention, here I go again. I would like you to be my date to the gallery grand opening. Now before you say no, spouting all the separate parts of your life, I have to tell you I didn’t invite any of the contractors involved in the rebuild and I would love for the children, as well as Rhonny and even Auntie Crazy to attend with us for a little while. I know Thursday’s a work and school day, but we can have the children come for a little while and leave. I’ll take you home when we’re done. I have to leave Friday for a few days and I would like to see you again before I go. What do you say?”
Well, that was unexpected… Gage’s date for the gallery grand opening… As in, see him again three days from now? Gage confused him completely. He narrowed his eyes and lowered his brow, trying to make sense of it all. Gage wanted him to be his date for the gallery opening? None of this made sense. “I’m not sure what to say… Honestly, I really thought this would be a one night stand.”
“Well, did you not hear what I told you in bed?” Gage asked.
“Apparently not,” Trent shot back quickly, as confused as before. They were still standing in each other’s arms, nude in the living room, as though it was the most natural thing in the world to do.