The Resort
Monday Night
Six P.M.
After making sure that Greyson wasn’t going to go scorched earth on Sasha, or whatever her name was, they headed back to the resort, so that they could pick up the other two men.
It was date time.
And honestly, Gene was looking forward to it. They’d run all day with only a few interludes to celebrate their relationship, and vacation. With tonight, he was going to be able to enjoy dinner staring at the most handsome man in the whole world.
As they got to their room, they headed inside, and that’s when Gene put the moves on his man.
“Hey, gorgeous Native. Come here often?” he asked, pulling Ethan into his arms to stare into his beautiful blue-black eyes.
Ethan wrapped his arms around Gene’s neck, and smiled at him.
“Well, if you’re going to be at a place, count me in. My bear is kind of sexy.”
Gene winked at him.
“Oh, well, wait until later. I’m going to get all kinds of sexy with you. I’m done working for the day. Yes, we have to scope outDark Spirits, but I’m going to be focused more on my mysterious man.”
Ethan ran his hand down Gene’s chest, and across his abs to his belt. When he held onto it, his lover grinned wickedly.
“Oh, please do,” he said, finding his man’s mouth, and diving in.
The kiss was nuclear, and the whole time, he could feel Ethan undoing his belt. In his head, he was begging he’d drop his pants and get to work.
With.
His.
Mouth.
Only, Gene didn’t get his wish.
Hurricane Inconvenient rolled into port, and their resort space.
Gene heard the door open, and he broke the kiss long enough to grab his gun, and point it at the French doors not far away.
That’s when he saw him.
“Corbin, are you out of your goddamn mind?” he asked, when he saw him peeking around the door.
God.
Damn.
It.
What did a guy have to do in order to molest his man on vacation?
Seriously.
This week was working against him.
“Sorry,” Corbin said. “We were sitting out here since it’s a nice view, and we thought we heard you. Ready for dinner?” he asked.
