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Graham reached over and stroked his finger down the side of Darren's face. "Hey, baby." "Hey," Darren whispered. "I guess you heard?" Darren nodded. "You're going after him, aren't you?" "I have to, baby. Russo is a good man. I can't just sit by and let them torture him. He doesn't know where we are and he wouldn't tell them even if he did." Graham shrugged. "I can't leave him out there on his own." Darren dropped the blanket and sat up, moving over until his body pressed again Graham's. His head tucked into Graham's neck, his arms around Graham's waist. Graham hugged Darren back, savoring the feel of his lover in his arms. "You'll be careful?" Graham pressed his face into the soft hair on top of Darren's head. "I'll take every precaution, I swear." Graham kissed Darren's cheek. "I'm not taking any chances now that I have you." Darren tilted his head back. His eyes were intense, filled with unshed tears. "I love you, Graham." Graham gently kissed Darren's lips. He cupped the side of Darren's face in his hand and stared into his soft green eyes. He still felt a little stunned that, after everything that happened, he finally held Darren in his arms. "I love you too, Dar." Graham claimed Darren's lips again, trying to put everything he felt, everything he promised, into the kiss. He slowly pushed Darren's body back against the mattress, wanting to feel the man's entire length along his. He moved his hands over Darren's body, his sides, his hips, the curve of his ass cheek. If he could have mapped out Darren's entire body with his hands, he would have. "Damn, Dar, you skin feels like silk." He grinned when Darren's breathing hitched. He lifted his head to look down at his lover, gently grabbing the side of his jaw. "When I get home, I'm going to lick every inch of your skin, from your toes right up to the top of your head." Darren's eyes widened. Graham stroked his hand back down Darren's body to grip the soft curve of his ass. "Then I'm going to tattoo my name on your ass so everyone knows it belongs to me." Darren's mouth dropped open. Graham arched an eyebrow when Darren suddenly grinned and grabbed his hard cock through his pants. "Only if I get to tattoo my name on your dick so everyone knows it belongs to me." Graham grinned. "Deal." Darren's head fell back against the pillows as he laughed. Darren was one sexy man, but filled with laughter, the love he felt for Graham shinning in his eyes, made him the most beautiful sight Graham had ever seen. "Hell, Dar, you can tattoo your name on my forehead if you want. I belong to you and no one else and I don't care who knows." "Not even your mother?" "My mother will come around, Darren." "And if she doesn't?" Graham shook his head. "I don't care, but I believe she'll come through in the end. She only wants me to be happy and once she gets over her issues, she'll see that I am very happy with you." Graham shrugged. "If she doesn't like it, too damn bad. I'm not giving you up to make her happy." "I don't want to come between you and your mother, Graham." "You won't, not again. I gave you up once to make her happy. I was miserable. I'm not going through that again. My Mom means well but she just needs to get it into her head that I'm not giving you up. Once she does, she'll come around. She's already starting to. She likes you a lot even if she refuses to tell you." "You think so?" "I know so," Graham said. "Plus, you come with built-in grandchildren. That gives you a ton of points." Darren chuckled. "Yeah, she has that whole grandkid thing going on, doesn't she?" "She does, but then so does my father. They both already adore Denny and Aaron and they just met them." Graham leaned down and gave Darren one more kiss before rolling to the side of the bed and holding his hand out to the man. "Come on, they're waiting for us downstairs." "You want me there?" "I wouldn't want you anywhere else." Darren grinned and rolled to the side of the bed. Graham took his hand and pulled him to his feet. He rubbed his hand down the soft curve of Darren's back. "It's really too bad we have to cover all this up." Darren groaned and leaned into Graham. "Do we have to?" "Yep." Graham chuckled. "I don't share." Graham was fascinated by the lower lip Darren stuck out as he reached for his pants. It was just pouty enough to give Graham visions of what it would look like wrapped around his cock. Once Darren was fully dressed, Graham reached over and rubbed his thumb across that lip for a moment before tugging on it gently. "I want to see that lip again the moment we get back to this room." The soft flush that filled Darren's face told Graham the man knew exactly what he wanted with that lip. Darren didn't look like he had too much of an issue with the idea either. Graham grabbed his shirt off the floor and pulled it over his head. He made quick work of putting his shoes on and getting his guns tucked away. He stood and reached for Darren's hand. "Ready, baby?" "Do you know how weird it is for me to hear you call me baby?" Darren asked as he took Graham's hand. "Do you not want me to call you that?" "No, it's not that," Darren said. "I kind of like it. It's just, you said you didn't want me to call you things like that and " "And, I was being an asshole," Graham said. "I was afraid if I got used to you calling me baby or whatever, that I wouldn't be able to give you up when the time came. It made what we had too emotionally intimate." Graham pulled Darren against his side and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "But, as I told you back at the safe house, call me any damn thing you want. I'm in this for the long haul, baby." "Yeah, okay." "Yeah, okay, what?" Darren grinned. "Yeah, okay, baby." "That s better." Graham was still grinning as he walked with Darren down the stairs to the study, holding his lover's hand the entire way. He hoped Darren became comfortable enough if their relationship that he would give Graham all sorts of pet names. Walking into the study, Graham found their friends sitting and standing around the room. Most of them looked disheveled, as if they too had been abruptly awakened. Graham headed for the closest chair and pulled Darren down onto his lap. He wanted the man as close as he could get him for as long as he could. "So, what do we know?" Graham asked, looking at Bertram. "Chief Russo was taken on his way out to his car outside of the precinct. Witnesses saw a black van pull up. Two men got out and grabbed the chief and tossed him in the van." "How do we know it's the same people?" Troy asked. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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