“More than okay.It was great,” Ellen said.“For our first one.”
Ellen smiled at Apollo, hope mixed with her teasing.
“It was wonderful, sis,” Apollo replied.“For our first official family barbecue.”
“Yes,” Ellen cheered.
“Okay, okay.Everybody go get some rest,” Apollo said as he stood.
The echo of laughter filled the kitchen before the team began separating and heading for their beds.Rocko stood, and Apollo walked over, taking hold of his hand.
“Walking me to my trailer again?”Rocko asked.
“Nope.”
Rocko’s brows furrowed.“Okay.Good night, then.”
When he turned to walk away, Apollo couldn’t bring himself to let go.Hell, he didn’t want to, so he didn’t.Rocko looked even more confused.
“Problem?”he asked.
“Yes, you are,” Apollo said with affection.
That brought a smile to the handsome man’s face; previously, before their talk in the bunker, he might have taken the comment badly.Rocko was Apollo’s weakness, his distraction, his curse, and salvation.His problem.That fact became increasingly evident with every passing day.
“Why don’t you stay here with me?”Apollo suggested.
“In the main house?”
“In my bed,” Apollo stated.
Another smile.Things were looking up.
“You sure you want to go there?Invite me into your bed, and you might never get me out,” Rocko growled low as he moved closer to Apollo.
Every nerve in Apollo’s body rang with need in response to that sexy growl.He’d never wanted someone with every fiber of his being until now, and he knew that was dangerous.Allowing a single person to have that much control over your happiness was a well-known recipe for disaster, but damn, he couldn’t help himself from taking a taste.
It had nothing to do with the calming effect they had on one another and everything to do with the man standing before Apollo.His honest and earnest nature wasn’t something one could fake with Apollo, nor was his compassion for and drive to help anyone in need.With Rocko’s ability, he could have easily opened his own agency and charged insane amounts to find people, but instead, he chose to work for the people through the police force.
The fact Rocko was sexy as sin, with his muscled body, blond hair, and blue eyes, didn’t hurt.But it was the man’s mischievous grin that cut right to Apollo’s core.Damn, the man had a vise around Apollo, and the crazy part was that he wasn’t trying to break free.
“Trust me, I won’t be kicking you out of my bed.Hell, I might handcuff you to it,” Apollo said, and there it was.Rocko’s grin.Apollo’s hardening cock pressed against the zipper of his jeans.
“Should we go get my gear from the trailer?”
“Later,” Apollo said while leading Rocko toward the staircase.“There’s plenty of time tomorrow.”
“Good night, guys,” Griffin chuckled on his way by.
Apollo hadn’t even noticed the man was still in the room and didn’t care.He wasn’t concerned about what others thought about his sexuality.He’d known he was gay the first time he’d seen one of the guard’sPlayboymagazines when he’d been held by the Noah Group.He’d seen nothing appealing about the naked women strewn all over those pages, but when he looked at images of half-naked men, he’d known then they were his preference.
Rocko didn’t seem to notice Griffin either but followed Apollo up the stairs to his bedroom.
Apollo shut the bedroom door behind them and held back no longer.He pulled Rocko closer and took his lips in a demanding kiss, desperate to feel Rocko’s body pressed against his own.The other man’s responding groan was all Apollo needed to deepen the kiss, pinning his soon-to-be lover against a nearby wall.Rubbing his aching cock against Rocko’s responding bulge, both hard with need for the other.
Rocko wrapped his arms around Apollo’s neck, holding him in place, as if fearing he might get away, but Apollo had no intention of leaving.What he did was reach for the hem of Rocko’s shirt and quickly pull it over his head.Apollo was desperate to feel skin against skin, and soon his own shirt joined the growing pile on the floor.
“I need you,” Rocko groaned.
