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)
“Man, what’s your problem tonight? You’re being a bigger ass than normal,” Trevor said, glaring.
Brody didn’t stand down, nor did he step back, but his lips curled in a mocking smirk. “Do you think he’s into you? Is that it? Like it’s more than a fuck? You do! You actually think you're more than a fuck.” Brody gave a snide little laugh, and Trevor could do nothing more than just stare at what he thought was his best friend. Brody was so angry and so insistent, so in his face. It took time to register it all.
“It’s not like that.”
Cutting Trevor off, Brody continued his hateful tirade. “You think he’s into you. Oh, that’s sweet. Okay, watch this. I know his kind. I’m his fucking kind. He’s not into you. He’s into himself and the next fuck, and he’ll say whatever it takes to get it. Just watch, better you should see it now.” Brody left as quickly as he came, barreling through the door, letting it swing wide, back and forth until it came to a stop.
Trevor didn’t want to watch. And he did want to believe Reed wanted just him. Unable to stop himself, Trevor opened the door and stepped aside, watching Brody stalk across the room toward Reed. Trevor’s heart began to ache as he tracked each one of Brody’s steps. He desperately wanted to stop Brody, but saw no way possible without causing a scene.
Trevor realized his years of pining for Brody were nothing more than his safety net. He never experienced the depth of emotion or the shear utter romance of a new love with Brody as he did with Reed. The slow creep of pain began making its way to his heart. Brody was going to ruin it all. Why couldn’t he just leave it alone? If Reed played him, then so be it. For now, Trevor was happy. If at the end of the weekend, or hell, even the end of the night, Reed never contacted him again, he would have at least the memory of tonight to look back on.
Brody rounded the corner to the front tables. Trevor’s heart broke a little more. Brody moved forward with a single minded purpose. He only looked over his shoulder once, as if to make sure Trevor was watching. Brody approached Reed from behind, where he sat listening to the next speaker. Every movement slowed for Trevor. Brody reached a hand to the small of Reed’s back. Reed turned to Brody, and Brody leaned in, whispering into Reed’s ear. Trevor’s heart sank to new depths at the smile spreading across Reed’s lips. Trevor’s mind begged his body to turn as his heart gave a lurch, dropping several more feet. Never during all the years Trevor watched Brody had his heart hurt like this. What was wrong with him? Trevor only knew Reed for a matter of days. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. Brody was completely right, and Trevor felt totally pathetic on every level.
“Trevor, I need my drink refilled. Do you mind? I’m being called to the front.” Finally, he turned away when Kar-ol touched his arm. Self-reprimands and ridicule slowly poured through his mind. Trevor smiled down, not really seeing or hearing her, but trying to hide the pain coursing through his heart.
“Sure, I’ll get you a drink,” Trevor said, praying he could save some of his dignity if Brody or Reed happened to look over in his direction while they left together. Trevor blindly walked to the bar, chastising his delusional romantic dumb thoughts.
Chapter Nine
Involuntarily bouncing his leg, Reed looked down at his watch, wishing he could escape. Elise’s chatty little maid-of-honor, who sat to his right, wouldn’t stop prattling on about the wedding and how she hated being single. All Reed wanted to do was get his hands and lips back on the shy man standing across the room. Trevor stood in the back of the reception hall looking sexy as hell, and Reed literally ached to get back there with him. He honestly didn’t know how much more of all this he could take.
Completely lost in the deep thoughts of Trevor’s lips and how they moved against his own when they kissed, Reed was surprised to feel a warm hand on his back. A smile tore across his face at the caress. He turned, hoping Trevor might be standing behind him. Instead, he was momentarily caught off guard when he looked up to see Brody, Rylie and Trevor's friend. Brody leaned in, not waiting for an invitation, and began to whisper in his ear.
“I’ve watched you all night. I want you. It won’t take long. I’m versatile, whatever way you want, I’m there,” Brody said quietly, his hand never stopping the small caress on Reed’s lower back.
“Is that right? All night?” Reed said. He almost laughed out loud at the audacity. Not a chance in hell, pretty boy! Brody was a player, no doubt about it.
“Yeah, I want to suck you. I want to feel your cock jerk as you shoot your sweet load down my throat,” Brody added so quietly Reed almost couldn’t hear him. Brody’s hands slid deliberately up and down his back, making Reed want to cringe. Any other time, he would have taken the guy up on his offer, whether he liked him or not. Sex was sex. You didn't have to like the person to have sex, and Reed always enjoyed a good fuck.
But listening to Brody talk, Reed realized without question, the only man he would ever need would be the auburn haired one who haunted his thoughts. How could Brody be so stupid as to throw away someone like Trevor? Reed turned his head so his lips were only inches from Brody's and looked him firmly in the eyes before flashing his trademark grin.
“Why don't you go ahead; I'll meet you in the bathroom. Give me five minutes.” Motioning for Brody to lean closer, he whispered in his ear. “You can go ahead and start without me. I like to watch. It turns me on.” Brody didn’t respond, but straightened to his full height, stuck his chest out, and strutted off alone to the bathroom. What a stupid fool. Reed chuckled to himself as he rose from his chair, and heading across the room.