L.A. Boneyard by P.A. Brown Read Free Book Online

here.’“
    “So he was there.”
    “I’m looking around. There ain’t no one else in the house. I searched that place top to bottom. I’m looking in closets, under beds, everywhere. Nada. Zip. But when I tell her this she flips out on me again.
    “‘No, he’s right there. Can’t you see him?’ She’s pointing at this big sagging easy chair that I swear was all sunken in like some lard ass actually was sitting in it. She’s damn near having a stroke about this time. My partner, Cutter, is starting to lose it with this...thing. But I’m still on probation, I don’t need any 36 P.A. Brown
    reports on my jacket this early in the game, so I try to calm her down. Like, there’s no one there. He’s gone. He’s not there. But she ain’t buying. She points at this damn chair and says he’s right there. Can’t we see him? My partner’s about ready to blow a gasket by this time. I decide to try something different. I turn to the chair and tell this ‘spirit’ he ain’t wanted here any more.
    He has to move his bony ass out of there and never come back.”
    “So, did he?” David was laughing. At Jairo’s look he asked,
    “Did he leave?”
    Jairo popped a shelled peanut into his mouth. “Hell if I know. But she was all happy as a tweaker with a baggie full of meth. Kept thanking us until we finally got out of there.”
    “He ever come back?”
    “If he did, I never heard. Turns out the guy died like six weeks before this. She just couldn’t let him go.”
    “Full moon’ll get you every time.”
    They shared a grin over the peccadilloes of the people they were bound to protect and serve.
    They watched some more of the fights while they traded stories of past capers, then David put his empty mug down. He tossed a couple of bills on the table. “That’s it for me. If that ride’s still on, I accept.”
    “Sure.” Jairo leapt to his feet. He added another two dollars to the tip and led David outside into the dark parking lot.
    Arriving as late as they had, they’d parked a good distance from the bar. The overhead street light was burned out or broken.
    Jairo fumbled with his keys, but finally popped the passenger door open. David slipped past him, only to be stopped by Jairo blocking his path. Their hips rocked together, and Jairo leaned forward, his hands coming to rest on David’s hips, planting his mouth on David’s.

CHAPTER FIVE
    Sunday, 12:10 AM, Honolulu Avenue, La Crescenta Desire swept through David, and he opened his mouth to Jairo’s encroaching tongue. He tasted of beer, and peanuts, and it brought him to instant hardness. David’s hands roamed over Jairo’s back, sliding over the hard muscles of his ass, feeling them clench at his touch. It was several heart-pounding seconds before he pushed the other man away. Mesmerized, he stared down at Jairo’s slightly parted mouth, and closed his eyes when their lips met again.
    Jairo cupped David’s erection and pressed his mouth against David’s fevered throat.
    David put his open hand against Jairo’s chest, feeling his heart thumping under his jacket. Both of them were breathing hard.
    “Stop. You’re married. I’m married—”
    “You’re not married. Not in any church at least.”
    “That doesn’t matter to us.”
    Jairo’s hands roamed over David, knowing full well he was aroused. They both were. “You can hide behind that stuffy exterior all you want, but I can see through that. You want me, admit it.”
    David wrenched away from him. He hurriedly glanced around the empty parking lot. “I don’t do everything I want. It’s called self-control.”
    Jairo folded his fingers around David’s pulsing hard-on.
    “Hey, some things don’t lie.”
    “Neither do I.” David stepped back, out of reach. “Listen, this isn’t going to work. I’ll call that cab—”

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    “No, I promised I’d take you home and I will. I also promise I won’t touch you again.” Jairo ran his finger over his chest.
    “Cross my