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.Are you all right?”“Yes.I just nearly fell off the chair while trying to answer the phone.” “What on earth for?”“Because I just realized it might be you.” Marc didn’t see anything wrong in admitting it.The more Liam was reminded Marc wanted him, the better.“Yeah?” Liam sounded pleased, and Marc smiled, giving himself an invisible high five.“You aresomeone worth answering the phone for.”“Well, you might not think so when I tell you why I’m ringing.” Whether it was the tone or the content, Marc suddenly felt his stomach drop as if he’d just jumped off a cliff.“Why, what’s wrong?” The silence on the other end of the phone was unnerving.So was the small sigh before Liam cleared his throat.“I have to cancel for Friday.”“Oh.” Marc’s happiness evaporated.He sat forward in his chair and rested an arm across the edge of his desk, feeling oddly sick.“Why?”“A new job has just come up and I have to go up north for a couple of days.I could be back Friday, but I won’t know for sure, and I don’t want to promise to be there if I can’t.”“So you’re not cancelling because you don’t want to be with me?” God, what a rotten question to ask someone, but Marc needed to know.“God no.I was looking forward to it.”“Really?”There was a light chuckle on the other end of the phone.“You’re a sexy guy, Marc.Of course I was.I’ve been imagining what it’s going to be like with you.”Marc felt his mouth go dry as he imagined what Liam had been imagining.“So have I,” he said, confessing the thoughts which had been going on in his head since he’d last seen Liam.“Is that so? And…?”“And I’m not discussing it over the phone.” Marc took a quick look around the quiet office.No one was paying him any attention, but still.He was not about to let all and sundry know about his love life.Especially as the person he was sleeping with was a man.He hadn’t even gotten used to the idea himself.To have others find out was a bit more than he could handle right now.“Spoilsport.I was hoping you’d be the sort to love phone sex.”Marc grinned.“Why don’t you call me tonight and find out?” “I can do that.” Marc heard the smile in Liam’s voice and wondered at Liam’s turnaround.Liam had confessed he didn’t like the idea of dating Marc, of committing to him, and though Marc had hoped to change that, he wasn’t under any illusion it was going to be easy.So the way Liam was acting made Marc feel hopeful, though a little confused, until he figured it might be because he’d promised Liam sex on a regular basis.Maybe that was the draw card.“I’m home around seven.You can call me any time after that.”“Okay, but it will be closer to ten.I’ve got a lot of work at the moment.” Marc glanced around his desk, at the folders piled high.He had a lot more work than he could cope with at the moment too.“Not a problem.I’ll talk to you tonight.” “Tonight.” The promise in Liam’s tone made Marc smile again.He hung up, then quickly scrolled through his incoming log and saved Liam’s number.His smile turned into a grin.Now he didn’t quite feel Liam was calling all the shots.If he wanted to contact Liam now, he could.* * * *Liam didn’t call, and Marc was too nervous to ring him and find out why.Had Liam changed his mind? Or had something happened to prevent him? Either way, Marc wasn’t prepared to get his ear chewed out because he was too impatient or too pushy.He sat in the middle of his bed, propped against the headboard, phone sitting at his side.He felt like an idiot, but he was also pissed.Liam could have just called to say he couldn’t call.At the absurdity of that statement, Marc shook his head.God, now he was being prissy! But not calling, for whatever reason, wasn’t something Marc would tolerate.A promise to him was exactly that: a promise, not to be broken, not to be taken lightly.It looked like Liam didn’t have those same values.Marc glared at the phone, then shoved it aside before turning to switch off the bedside lamp.Why? Why had he been given someone who didn’t have the same considerations he had? Why would he be given the chance to fall in love, only to have the person he was supposed to fall in love with not even believe in the damned emotion? Slipping beneath the covers, Marc closed his eyes for a moment, then punched the pillow at his head to make it more comfortable.It no longer mattered to him that that person was a man and not a woman.What got him riled was whatever fate had decreed it be Liam couldn’t even get something as basic as their compatibility right.Goddamn fuck, but this wasn’t fair!Wanting to question why, Marc knew there was no point.There was no use in reexamining his choices either.He’d already made them and there was no going back.Sighing, Marc held on to that principle as he drifted off to sleep, and whether it was hope or just plain stubbornness, he searched for and found his phone and pulled it up to his chest, feeling some small measure of comfort if Liam did ring, he would be able to answer it quickly.* * * *When he woke the following morning with the early red-tinged sun streaming through his bedroom window, Marc instinctively checked his phone.Nothing.Not even a text message.Shit!Anger flared but was quickly replaced by worry.About to untangle himself from the cotton sheet which had somehow gotten caught around his legs, Marc suddenly realized Liam could have been hurt.It hadn’t occurred to him last night, but now he worried it might be the reason for Liam’s silence.The sick feeling which settled in his stomach had Marc reaching for his phone again.Just as he had it clutched in his fingers, it rang, startling him into almost dropping it.One glance at the screen confirmed the identity of the caller, and before it could ring again, Marc pressed the Answer button.“Liam! Are you all right?”“Yeah, I’m fine, why?”At Liam’s casual tone, Marc’s worry disappeared and was traded with anger once again.“Then why the hell didn’t you call me! Goddamn it, Liam, you said you’d call!” “Hey, I’m sorry, but I didn’t finish work until two this morning, and I didn’t want to wake you.” Though what Liam said was perfectly reasonable, Marc was still mad, and with everything that had gone on in his head last night, he was also uncertain.The combination wasn’t a good one.“That’s not an excuse! I was waiting!” God, he sounded like a girl and immediately regretted the outburst, but damn it he’d been let down, and it hurt.“Sorry,” Liam said again.“But what did you want me to do? Call you to tell you I couldn’t call you?”That knocked the wind out of Marc’s sails, and before he knew it, he was grinning.“No, that would have been stupid.But you could have texted me, so I wouldn’t have worried.”“Yeah, I guess, but I just wanted to get the job done so I could come back early.” Marc felt a glowing warmth flush across his skin.“To me?”“Do you always make everything about yourself?”If that was a reprimand, Marc didn’t take it as one.“No.Everything I’ve done the past few days has been centered around you.I think you, breathe you, taste you, dream you.You’ve awakened every damn cell in my body until all I feel is you.And I want you.With me.” God, Marc hadn’t meant to say all that [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Are you all right?”“Yes.I just nearly fell off the chair while trying to answer the phone.” “What on earth for?”“Because I just realized it might be you.” Marc didn’t see anything wrong in admitting it.The more Liam was reminded Marc wanted him, the better.“Yeah?” Liam sounded pleased, and Marc smiled, giving himself an invisible high five.“You aresomeone worth answering the phone for.”“Well, you might not think so when I tell you why I’m ringing.” Whether it was the tone or the content, Marc suddenly felt his stomach drop as if he’d just jumped off a cliff.“Why, what’s wrong?” The silence on the other end of the phone was unnerving.So was the small sigh before Liam cleared his throat.“I have to cancel for Friday.”“Oh.” Marc’s happiness evaporated.He sat forward in his chair and rested an arm across the edge of his desk, feeling oddly sick.“Why?”“A new job has just come up and I have to go up north for a couple of days.I could be back Friday, but I won’t know for sure, and I don’t want to promise to be there if I can’t.”“So you’re not cancelling because you don’t want to be with me?” God, what a rotten question to ask someone, but Marc needed to know.“God no.I was looking forward to it.”“Really?”There was a light chuckle on the other end of the phone.“You’re a sexy guy, Marc.Of course I was.I’ve been imagining what it’s going to be like with you.”Marc felt his mouth go dry as he imagined what Liam had been imagining.“So have I,” he said, confessing the thoughts which had been going on in his head since he’d last seen Liam.“Is that so? And…?”“And I’m not discussing it over the phone.” Marc took a quick look around the quiet office.No one was paying him any attention, but still.He was not about to let all and sundry know about his love life.Especially as the person he was sleeping with was a man.He hadn’t even gotten used to the idea himself.To have others find out was a bit more than he could handle right now.“Spoilsport.I was hoping you’d be the sort to love phone sex.”Marc grinned.“Why don’t you call me tonight and find out?” “I can do that.” Marc heard the smile in Liam’s voice and wondered at Liam’s turnaround.Liam had confessed he didn’t like the idea of dating Marc, of committing to him, and though Marc had hoped to change that, he wasn’t under any illusion it was going to be easy.So the way Liam was acting made Marc feel hopeful, though a little confused, until he figured it might be because he’d promised Liam sex on a regular basis.Maybe that was the draw card.“I’m home around seven.You can call me any time after that.”“Okay, but it will be closer to ten.I’ve got a lot of work at the moment.” Marc glanced around his desk, at the folders piled high.He had a lot more work than he could cope with at the moment too.“Not a problem.I’ll talk to you tonight.” “Tonight.” The promise in Liam’s tone made Marc smile again.He hung up, then quickly scrolled through his incoming log and saved Liam’s number.His smile turned into a grin.Now he didn’t quite feel Liam was calling all the shots.If he wanted to contact Liam now, he could.* * * *Liam didn’t call, and Marc was too nervous to ring him and find out why.Had Liam changed his mind? Or had something happened to prevent him? Either way, Marc wasn’t prepared to get his ear chewed out because he was too impatient or too pushy.He sat in the middle of his bed, propped against the headboard, phone sitting at his side.He felt like an idiot, but he was also pissed.Liam could have just called to say he couldn’t call.At the absurdity of that statement, Marc shook his head.God, now he was being prissy! But not calling, for whatever reason, wasn’t something Marc would tolerate.A promise to him was exactly that: a promise, not to be broken, not to be taken lightly.It looked like Liam didn’t have those same values.Marc glared at the phone, then shoved it aside before turning to switch off the bedside lamp.Why? Why had he been given someone who didn’t have the same considerations he had? Why would he be given the chance to fall in love, only to have the person he was supposed to fall in love with not even believe in the damned emotion? Slipping beneath the covers, Marc closed his eyes for a moment, then punched the pillow at his head to make it more comfortable.It no longer mattered to him that that person was a man and not a woman.What got him riled was whatever fate had decreed it be Liam couldn’t even get something as basic as their compatibility right.Goddamn fuck, but this wasn’t fair!Wanting to question why, Marc knew there was no point.There was no use in reexamining his choices either.He’d already made them and there was no going back.Sighing, Marc held on to that principle as he drifted off to sleep, and whether it was hope or just plain stubbornness, he searched for and found his phone and pulled it up to his chest, feeling some small measure of comfort if Liam did ring, he would be able to answer it quickly.* * * *When he woke the following morning with the early red-tinged sun streaming through his bedroom window, Marc instinctively checked his phone.Nothing.Not even a text message.Shit!Anger flared but was quickly replaced by worry.About to untangle himself from the cotton sheet which had somehow gotten caught around his legs, Marc suddenly realized Liam could have been hurt.It hadn’t occurred to him last night, but now he worried it might be the reason for Liam’s silence.The sick feeling which settled in his stomach had Marc reaching for his phone again.Just as he had it clutched in his fingers, it rang, startling him into almost dropping it.One glance at the screen confirmed the identity of the caller, and before it could ring again, Marc pressed the Answer button.“Liam! Are you all right?”“Yeah, I’m fine, why?”At Liam’s casual tone, Marc’s worry disappeared and was traded with anger once again.“Then why the hell didn’t you call me! Goddamn it, Liam, you said you’d call!” “Hey, I’m sorry, but I didn’t finish work until two this morning, and I didn’t want to wake you.” Though what Liam said was perfectly reasonable, Marc was still mad, and with everything that had gone on in his head last night, he was also uncertain.The combination wasn’t a good one.“That’s not an excuse! I was waiting!” God, he sounded like a girl and immediately regretted the outburst, but damn it he’d been let down, and it hurt.“Sorry,” Liam said again.“But what did you want me to do? Call you to tell you I couldn’t call you?”That knocked the wind out of Marc’s sails, and before he knew it, he was grinning.“No, that would have been stupid.But you could have texted me, so I wouldn’t have worried.”“Yeah, I guess, but I just wanted to get the job done so I could come back early.” Marc felt a glowing warmth flush across his skin.“To me?”“Do you always make everything about yourself?”If that was a reprimand, Marc didn’t take it as one.“No.Everything I’ve done the past few days has been centered around you.I think you, breathe you, taste you, dream you.You’ve awakened every damn cell in my body until all I feel is you.And I want you.With me.” God, Marc hadn’t meant to say all that [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]