Chapter 3
When they got back to the mansion, Duncan opened the door for Spencer who just pushed his empty coffee cup in his hand.
“Thanks for the ride. I gather I won’t need you for the rest of the day so you can do whatever the fuck you want. I’ll buzz you if I change my mind and need to move. Shoo-shoo!” He made a chasing gesture with his hands, his lips in that mocking smile.
Fuck you.“As you wish.”
Spencer just smirked and left him, walking in, his mother’s voice behind the door.
Duncan looked at the empty cup in his hand, cursing softly under his breath. Still, he sat back in the car and put the cup in the holder, driving then back to the garage, but he made sure to park the car ready to go. Throwing the cup in the bin, he also took a large swig of his coffee. Still warm in that thermos, a blessing. He went then to the security building.
Martin was there and smiled at him. “How did it go?”
“He’s home and told me to fuck off for the day.”
Martin laughed. “That’s him. He’s pretty safe here, of course, but just be ready to be called there on a whim. Or to drive him somewhere. You never know with that idiot.”
Two men and a woman walked in then, their hair cropped short. Straight to Duncan, extending their hands. A man in his fifties, maybe, a younger one, built like a cupboard, and the woman, her dark hair short with light brown skin.
The older one greeted Duncan. “Spencer’s man, right? Boy oh boy. I’m Sully, and this is Cole, we’re Henry’s guards.”
The woman gave him a broad smile. “I’m Vic. Her ladyship’s sidekick.”
“Duncan.”
Sully went to the coffee machine. “Welcome to our little club.” He wiggled his eyebrows at Duncan. “You have your hands full already?”
“Yeah…”
Vic grinned. “I have to go, sorry guys. Her ladyship is due for her Botox injections.”
Cole smacked her shoulder. “And you?”
“Jode te, chico.” She pulled a tongue at him and flicked him the finger as she left.
Cole looked at her muscled ass swaying in her pants. “Man… too bad she swings to the other side.”
Duncan sighed, trying to quietly drink his coffee when Martin perked up. “Just like Duncan here.”
Sully and Cole turned to him. “You’re gay?” A genuine surprise there.
Duncan shrugged, smiling above that sudden anger at Martin. “Yes.”
Sully whistled. “Man, with your build and how manly man you look? Who would have thought.”
Duncan wasn’t sure what to reply.What the fuck did these men think?“Thanks… I guess…”
Cole patted his shoulder. “No worries, man. We’re all cool, with Vic being lesbian, you know. Like it’s not an issue.”
Duncan just wished they would shut up. “Sure… I wasn’t worried.”
They all laughed, and started some small talk which flew over Duncan’s head like a cacophony of frogs in a lake on a summer night. Just glimpsing the essential words amidst all the bullshit so he could answer if they ever asked him, but thankfully, he was still new and they sort of ignored him.What to do?He politely waved at them, and hurried to his flat to cook something and feed that grumbling stomach.
Eating in that silence, he opened his laptop to look at the plans and documents Martin had sent. Glancing at his phone when it buzzed so he picked it up. Gavin, a common friend, one he thought would be safe not to block.
-hey, Trent is desperate to reach out and have a few words just reply that you’re ok? Give him a chance to explain
Fuck. You.He typed.
