Kissing his fingers, Marcus hesitated before gently pressing them to the boy’s cheek.
Was it possible that one could be straight their entire life, then meet someone and suddenly change their sexual orientation?
Marcus had never been attracted to men before in the past. Yes, occasionally he found a guy attractive, but he never felt that urge or desire to be intimate with a man.
Fucking around with Gavin in the shower had been so incredibly hot. Marcus was afraid to think about it. Feeling Gavin’s body pressed up against his. Feeling the way his body quivered when he shot his load into Gavin’s ass… bare. The whole thing had been… unbelievable.
Marcus continued to watch the boy sleep, nestled happily in Marcus’s king-size bed, blissfully unaware of the dangers of the world around him.
This was the Gavin that Marcus always hoped he would see—someone relaxed, carefree, and blissfully happy.
Removing his joggers, Marcus folded them, then placed them on the chair in the corner of the room.
“Up,” Marcus said to Puppy, who was patiently waiting for Marcus to give him orders.
Puppy hopped onto the bed, then immediately moved to the other side of Gavin, knowing that Marcus liked to snuggle up behind the boy.
Good boy, Marcus thought to himself.
Sliding into bed, he wrapped his body around Gavin, then waited as he shifted in his sleep, snuggling in closer to Marcus before letting out a relaxed sigh when he finally found the spot that made him happy.
Yes, Marcus could get used to this life.
Gently, Marcus rubbed the top of Puppy’s head before returning his hand to the soft of Gavin’s belly. Holding him close, he had never felt so relaxed.
This was where he was meant to be. This was where he wanted to be.
Closing his eyes, it didn’t take him long to drift off to sleep, blissfully unaware of the monster that lurked outside.
25
GAVIN
The room was quiet as Gavin slowly opened his eyes. Light from the moon outside streamed through the bedroom window, casting shadows along the walls that seemed to dance to the silent rhythm of the breeze outside.
Slowly, Gavin rolled over, expecting to find Marcus sound asleep behind him. Instead, he found an empty bed with ruffled sheets, the only evidence that someone had once lain there.
A whine came from Gavin’s feet as Puppy looked up at him, as if questioning why he was waking up at ass-crack o’clock.
“Shhh,” Gavin whispered to his little bundle of soft fur. “Where’s Daddy?”
Puppy turned his head toward the door, as if tellingGavin exactly where Daddy was—downstairs, somewhere, not next to them in their nice, warm bed.
Pulling the covers off him, Gavin sat on the side of the bed and opened the house’s security app on his phone.
Earlier that night, Marcus had downloaded the house’s security app to his phone and shown him how to access the security footage of the cottage they were staying in.
“This way, you can always find me whenever I’m not in the same room with you,” Marcus had explained to him.
He knew that Marcus was doing everything possible to make him feel as safe and secure as he could. And Gavin loved him for that.
If he was being honest with himself, Gavin loved the feeling he got every time he was standing close to the growly, thoughtful beast of a man.
Scrolling through the video footage in search of his six-foot-four personal bodyguard, he stopped when he came to a shot that showed a set of muscular legs sticking out from under a car.
“There you are.” Gavin moaned, grabbing his crotch as his eyes homed in on the massive bulge that appeared on the screen.
Marcus was in the garage, working on a car, in nothing but a pair of underwear.
