Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
“Mmmm, you sexy man, I love kissing you,” Reed whispered huskily. “I could kiss you forever. Thank you for allowing me the pleasure.”
It took a moment for Trevor to open his eyes. Confusion clouded his gaze, and Reed’s heart kicked up a beat. He prayed Trevor wouldn’t bolt.
But then Trevor asked, “I'm sorry, what did you say?”
Lifting Trevor’s face to his, Reed smiled. The tip of his thumb traced the outline of Trevor's full lips one last time. “I said your kiss is intoxicating, thank you for allowing me the pleasure.” He laughed as the smell of cooking meat grabbed his attention. “See what you do to me? I almost forgot about the steaks!” Reluctantly, Reed moved from Trevor’s arms and raced to the grill, yanking everything from the hot coals. “Come on. Let's eat.”
They sat together at the patio dinner table well into the night. Their empty plates pushed out of the way, wine glasses filled for the third or fourth time this evening. Reed kept their fingers entwined, using his thumb to trace small circles into Trevor’s palm.
Since the kiss, Trevor seemed more at ease. He was very comfortable to be with, not to mention amazing to look at. They never went more than a moment without something to say. They happily discovered they shared many things in common, from movies, to books, and almost all their music choices. They both loved art and museums. Reed realized, with more than a little fear, he was falling, hard, for this wonderful man.
But all too soon Trevor glanced at his watch, and Reed knew the magic of the evening had come to an end. It was late and Rylie’s wedding was the following day.
“I should go,” Trevor said, while rising. He picked up several of the plates from the table. “Tomorrow’s a big day for you. I can take a taxi home.”
“I’ll get these, you’re my guest. Please sit and enjoy the evening. It’ll only take a few seconds for me to clear the dishes.” Trevor started to protest, but Reed quickly shushed him. “No, I insist. And I will be taking you home. It’s only proper. So sit while I take these dishes to the sink. I’ll be right back, and then I’ll take you home.”
Reed drew out the cleaning process just to keep Trevor there a little longer. He knew it was time for the date to end, but he just couldn’t bear to have him go. Shutting the screen door, Reed strolled over to where Trevor stood, leaning against the railing. “Beautiful night, isn't it?”
“I think it’s you that makes it truly beautiful,” Trevor said, smiling shyly. “I’m happy to be here. Your house is perfect. You can tell you took the time to make it your home. My mom always wanted a backyard like this. She would have loved it.”
Reed was touched at the way Trevor’s eyes lit up as he spoke of his mother. Stepping closer, a smile gently tugged at the corners of his lips as he placed his arm around Trevor's waist. “She was lucky to have you as a son.” Reed brushed his lips softly across Trevor's. “I'm sure you made her very proud.”
Reed kissed him tenderly, gently. He wanted to ask him to stay the night, but he needed to tread carefully. He spent dinner dodging every question Trevor asked about the night before because he didn’t want things to return to the awkwardness of before. Trevor needed to set their pace and Reed didn't want to push him. After all, this was only their first date. Rylie said Trevor was a classic gentleman. Did gentleman have sex on the first date? Chuckling to himself, Reed admitted he always had sex on the first date, but there were never really any second dates. With Trevor, Reed wanted a second, third, fourth, a fifth, a thousandth.
“I should go,” Trevor said, as they parted for air. “You have a big day tomorrow, I’m sure. Rylie will need you early. It sounds like the wedding will take all day and the reception all night. Are you sure you don’t want me to call a cab?”
“No, I’ll take you. Tomorrow’s the big day, but I don't have to meet Rylie until after lunch, so I'm fine.” Taking Trevor’s hand in his, Reed entwined their fingers together. He spoke softly as he gazed into Trevor's blue eyes. “Before we go, I need you to know I've enjoyed tonight. I hope you have too. I really like you. In fact, I’m so taken with you, I can't think straight.” Insecurity stopped the flow of Reed’s words. He glanced down at their joined fingers, and then back up again. He was nervous, and rambling because of it. His stomach fluttered. He actually felt like a silly school boy trying to be cool in order to impress his first crush. Taking a deep breath, he focused his eyes back on Trevor. “Would you think it too forward of me to ask you to be my date to Rylie's wedding? I know we're both going anyway, but I would really love for us to go together.”
Trevor lifted his eyebrows, only to drop and narrow them as he answered, “Sure, I mean, would your family be okay with it all? I don't want to intrude on your family time. And...well...I don’t know if I can...be with you...with my team being there. I should probably tell them before I just come out.” Through his reply, Trevor tightened his hold on Reed’s hand and his eyes focused on Reed’s lips, his head lowering to them. “I didn’t want this to be the last time I see you,” he whispered before capturing their lips together.
Reed melted into Trevor's kiss, his arms sliding around his waist. He pulled Trevor's hips into his and deepened the kiss; his tongue probed and teased Trevor’s. His fingers gripped Reed’s head, tangling in his hair. Reed was surprised by Trevor's bold intensity, but was too caught up in the moment to think too much of it. Stepping forward, Reed forced Trevor against the rail. He groaned when Trevor’s hips rolled and his arousal ground forward. His hands smoothed down the curve of Trevor’s tight ass, gripping him, pulling him tightly against him. He needed Trevor to feel how badly he was wanted. Slowly, he pulled from the kiss.