glassy-eyed look in his dad’s face when he’d hit his best friend over the head with a beer bottle. Even that hadn’t been enough to assuage Eddy’s thirst for vengeance. Still gripping the broken bottle, his dad had sliced into the man’s face. Eddy had been convicted of assault and sent off to jail. It was the reason there was seven years between Marco and Bruno.
“Hey.” Kent roused Marco out of his memory. “I’ll be okay.”
“I know him, Kent. He’ll come after you.”
“I’ll be with Moody.”
“Doesn’t matter. He’ll probably go after Moody as well. Not while the two of you are together, of course, but he’ll find a way.”
For the remainder of the drive, they talked about Marco’s brothers and sister. “You’ll never meet a sweeter girl than my Maria.”
“Where’re you taking them while Moody and I talk to Eddy?”
“Well, Bruno has to work, so he won’t be home anyway. Angelo invited Nicky, Maria and me out to dinner.”
“Good. Make sure you have your cell phone on. I’ll call you when it’s safe to come home.”
Instead of driving to Marco’s, Kent continued past the exit towards his house in the suburbs. “What’re you doing?”
“I thought I’d run by the house to change. I don’t want to meet your family smelling like I’ve been working in the hot sun all day.”
“I like the way you smell.”
One of Kent’s eyebrows rose. “Kinky.”
Marco shrugged. “I just think a man should smell like a man. Guess I’ve spent too many years on construction sites.”
Kent pulled into the circular driveway and parked his truck facing Marco’s. “I think I should take your pickup back to your place when I go to talk to Moody and Eddy. No sense in Eddy getting suspicious.”
Before getting out of the truck, Kent reached over and ran his hand up Marco’s thigh. With a lusty grin, Kent’s hand brushed over Marco’s groin before cupping his balls. “Care for a quick shower?”
Marco’s cock filled at the thought of seeing Kent naked. It truly would be a dream come true, but he knew it couldn’t happen, at least not in the shower. “We both know if you get me in the shower, I’ll end up with your cock up my ass.”
“That’s the plan.”
Marco motioned towards his knee. “Do you really think I’ll be able to steady myself with you ramming in and out of me?”
“Shit. I didn’t even think of that.”
Kent started to remove his hand, but Marco quickly reached down and held it in place. “Of course, if you don’t mind getting your bed dirty?”
There was that sexy grin again. Marco licked his lips, his tongue passing over the healing cut. “We’ve got thirty minutes. I’d say that’s enough time for a quickie and a shower.”
“Well then what the hell are we waiting for?” Kent got out of the truck and walked around to hand Marco the crutches out of the back. “You know it’d be a lot easier if I just carried you inside and up the stairs.”
“Yeah and then I’d be ready to put on an apron and call you Dear.” Marco made his way up the front steps to the front door. “I may be smaller, but I’m no bitch.”
Kent stopped in the process of unlocking the door. “I’d never think of you that way. I was talking about getting you upstairs and into my bed faster. That’s all.”
Marco closed his eyes and rested his forehead against Kent’s chest. “Sorry.”
Kent reached around Marco’s crutch and rubbed his hand up and down Marco’s spine. “No need to apologise. I guess we just need time to get used to each other in a relationship setting.”
Marco looked up into Kent’s hazel eyes. “Relationship? Is that what this is?”
Kent flushed. “Well, I was hoping we were finally working up to that. Why? Don’t you want the same thing?”
More than anything. “What about the kids? You have to know it won’t be easy. They take up most of my time.”
Kent leant down and kissed him. “We’ll make it work.”
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By the
Eleanor Coerr, Ronald Himler