Guns n' Boys Book 1 Part 2 by K.A. Merikan Read Free Book Online Page B

bastard.
    “What? Maybe I know where it is?”
    Seth crawled a bit closer on all fours.
“Yeah, if you know where my mom’s fig marmalade is, then you can
help.”
    Domenico snorted. “Nah, but I have something
good for you, too.”
    Seth rolled his eyes and came over closer.
“Is that a euphemism for your cock?”
    “No, I have homemade focaccia with pesto.”
Domenico squatted in front of him and showed him a canvas bag. “My
mother made it.”
    “Oh. That’s nice.” Seth plopped down on his
ass and took the bag, more confused than ever. Dom shared his
mother’s food with him? The man had the appetite of a wolf. “Um,
how is she doing?”
    Dom scratched his neck and started slowly
rocking back and forth. “She’s fine, told me to pass her greetings.
We had a very happy reunion.”
    “That’s nice,” Seth muttered and tore off a
piece of focaccia. All he wanted was to lean closer and smell Dom’s
hair, though the bread was almost as tempting.
    “You did anything interesting?” Domenico
played with the sleeve of his casual beige shirt.
    “Not really. My brother’s all nasty,
everyone’s stiff around me. I thought I’d just do stuff on my own.
All my friends are back in New York.”
    Domenico startled him by snapping his fingers
in front of Seth’s face. “What about me?”
    Seth blinked and put the bread in his mouth.
“I kinda thought… you’d be busy with your own friends. And stuff.”
To be honest, he didn’t assume Dom would want to spend much time
with him other than some training and maybe getting a quick blow
job. It was pretty depressing.
    Domenico went silent, pulling on his hair. “I
don’t like what’s going on here now. Let’s go outside.”
    “Okay.” Seth grabbed the T-shirt from the
shelf and put it back on. “I’m just cranky.”
    “Why? You still want to blow me?”
    Seth squinted and passed him on all fours.
“Yeah, I’ve been upset about it since yesterday. All I could think
of since then was sucking you off. I couldn’t sleep because of it.
I thought about it in the shower, and then when I was making
breakfast, I imagined the banana I was having was a big fat cock.”
He looked back at Dom. “That’s a ‘no’.”
    Domenico whistled, but started moving back
toward the door. “That was harsh.”
    “I can be harsh, so stop prodding me.” Seth
went down the tiny wooden spiral staircase and into the kitchen
where Dom was already waiting for him. Handsome in a slightly
rugged way and elegant at the same time. Who could possibly resist
that? Not him.
    “We could grab some wine,” Dom said,
gesturing toward the appropriate cabinet.
    Seth gave up and moved close enough to smell
Dom. The kitchen looked so empty without his mom around. “Go on
then. It’s just been a shitty day for me.”
    “Tell me about it. I could only see my mother
for half an hour because of other obligations. I now hardly spend
any time with her. Even when I’m here.” Domenico shrugged and
retrieved a bottle of red wine.
    Seth gave him a small smile. It was nice to
see a human face to Domenico. “I hoped to find some of my mom’s
preserves, or the recipes, so I could make them myself one day. No
one wants me here in this house, so I called Peter, but even he
gave me the cold shoulder.”
    Domenico stopped on the way to the door and
turned to Seth, his face blank. “What?”
    “I know, right? I finally get to safely talk
to him, and all I get is ‘call me in a year’?” Seth groaned.
    “Why the fuck did you even contact him in the
first place?” growled Domenico, whose eyes opened wide, dark as two
pieces of coal. His displeasure was obvious despite the lack of any
grimace on his face.
    “Why not? I wanted to let him know I’m safe.”
Though he wasn’t all that safe, now was he?
    “I don’t want you to contact any past
girlfriends or boyfriends,” hissed Domenico, walking up to Seth
with his shoulders tense as though he was prepared to fight.
    Seth took a step back, unsure