He was ready. Luka’s face lit up like all the lights on Broadway whenever Benson walked into a room, giving him the excitement Benson had at seeing him. The big city had done a lot for him, and Benson would love New York for life. In fact, he fully planned to keep a small apartment in the city where he could stay while on business and for him and Luka to visit the town where they found one another.
He scoured the internet daily while he was supposed to be working. Looking for a home for the two of them. The most important part of the home had to include an attic office with windows. One that could look out at the view, so he could write as many scripts as he wanted. The entire home plan was for Luka, and he planned a Christmas around the idea.
“Mark,” he said to his new assistant, a man with dark mahogany skin and a witty, wide smile that could put even the most tense person at ease. “I need you in my office.”
“I will be there in ten, Benson. I have Regal on the line right now, and he’s gushing. His employees just voted to place all their profits back into the business.”
“Profits? Already?” He was a little ashamed he hadn’t kept up.
“Oh, Benson, one of the few right now that have souring profits and it’s just gaining momentum. I’ll be right there.”
Benson sat back, smiling. He’d done that. If he took no other pat on the back for his work the past few years, it was that. He’d take that one, spitting in the face of Joyce, who was currently working for a snake lawyer.
After rehearsal, he picked up Luka and drove him to the penthouse as Luka whined the entire trip. “I swear, I’m trying so hard not to quit. If you and Monty hadn’t gotten me into this play, I would not be here .”
“Don’t stay on my account.”
“I don’t easily quit things, Benson, and despite what your former assistant believed, I’m not after your money. I want my own so that if you decide I am not for you, I’m not left destitute.”
“I’d never allow that, Luka, and you know it.”
“Still. I take care of myself.”
Luka was stubborn, but Benson admired it. He’d felt the same too. In fact, he’d made it possible for Luka to live his true dream, only he wouldn’t tell him until Christmas.
The planning of the holiday was more work than starting his company. Well, maybe because the company was part of it. He was so excited about the vacation, he could barely stand it.
And then…the hammer dropped on the whole thing.
“Honey, the understudy is a mess. I cannot in good conscience leave my role to him. I don’t know if I can make it to the bed-and-breakfast.”
Benson hated lying, but he’d lied and told Luka they were going upstate to a bed-and-breakfast for the holidays. In reality, it was a much bigger gift. “Honey, I can’t cancel now.”
“But…Benson, I’ve worked hard to get this role perfectly. That mess of an understudy doesn’t even know the lines, and that’s my fault. I’ve got this reputation for never missing a show.”
Benson knew that. It had taken every puppy face in his arsenal to agree to the three-day trip. “How about this? I’m not canceling. You’re coming. I’ll…I’ll bug the shit out of Monty to get an understudy that is closer to your talent.”
Luka couldn’t even hide his smile by ducking his head. “You’re so Dom.”
“I damn sure am!”
“Okay, Daddy,” Luka said, shocking Benson by 1) agreeing so quickly, and 2) calling him Daddy. He grew warm all over, and he realized he got super aroused by the endearment.
“Luka…God, that was…”
“Hot? Yeah, I know,” he said, lifting his chin in pride. “I think…I think maybe you should take charge more often.”
He had never considered himself dominant in the bedroom, but being with Luka, he’d found he enjoyed it immensely. Having that pretty man quivering for him, it was a sense of power his company had never given him.
“Actually, I just wanted to hear you fight for me. Monty got Diego Miconni.”
Benson was dumbstruck. “Diego Miconni? He’s huge! Wow, that’s great. I’m glad you won’t be worried for the trip, babe.”
“Me too. I want to concentrate all on you, Daddy.”
In the back of the car, he was squirming with the erection he was getting. “Stop it.”
“Not a chance,” Luka said, grabbing his dick through his pants. “My, that is a big dick, Daddy.”
