Me. Today.
And in apology…
(Thigh highs: Ain’t Just for the Wimmens!)
So, I’m going with a bit of a theme this week. New Years Day, many, many moons ago, Sierra and I signed the contract for Carrie’s Answer. Cue the confetti and champagne. Here is a bit of snark from Marcus (our sexy, Domly, NOT CHRISTIAN GRAY hero) and Daniel, his best friend, as they cruise the available… entertainment at Club Velvet Ice. Daniel, a VERY bad boy, encounters a blast from the past he’d prefer to forget…
“Heeey, Daniel.” A musical male voice spoke from a few feet away. “Long time no see.”
Marcus hid his smile as a perky couple approached the booth. Daniel slid closer to Marcus.
“I’ve been busy.” He didn’t look up from his drink.
Marcus held back his laughter. It was rare to see the smooth Daniel Ellis squirm, but this preppie-swinger-wannabe couple managed it easily.
This time the petite, redheaded female half of the couple spoke. “John and I were hoping to run into you again.”
Daniel looked relaxed. Only Marcus noticed the small lines of tension around his blue eyes.
“John, Susan, I told you the last time was really the last time.” Daniel was being cold and abrupt, entirely unlike his usual suave self.
Amusing as the situation was, he supposed it was time to come to his best friend’s aid. It would serve the arrogant bastard right if Marcus got up and left his ass alone.
Sending him a wicked smile, Marcus slid his hand across the table, covering Daniel’s fingers with his own. The couple, whom Marcus had privately dubbed “Bondage Barbie and Ken”, stared at Marcus for a brief moment before flicking their gazes back to Daniel.
Daniel grabbed the gesture–and Marcus’ hand–like the lifeline they were, flipping his own hand up to wrap around Marcus’ fingers.
“Besides,” Daniel added, finally looking up at the couple. “My schedule is pretty full.”
Only Marcus saw the relief in Daniel’s sultry smile.
The couple colored, murmured their goodbyes and turned, trying to hide their embarrassment. They left the room without looking back.
Marcus laughed at Daniel’s scowl. “What’s wrong, Danny-boy? Break another couple’s hearts?”
Daniel caught the bartender’s attention and signaled for another round.
“Broke their hearts? Let me tell you about John and Susan. She’s fucking the pool boy, and so is he. Neither of them bothered to inform the other. I found out and disengaged myself from the situation.”
Marcus barked out a laugh as Daniel continued. “I don’t know who was more broken-hearted, John, Sue or the pool boy. He hit on me too, and I let it slip when I informed them that I wasn’t going to see them again. It was a nice two weeks but, damn, it’s been over three years now. I am not traveling down that road again.”
“Well.” Marcus smirked. “You’ve gotta give them points for being persistent.”
Now, your snark doesn’t need to be nearly this long… Mine usually won’t be. It just needs to be fun and obnoxious. And, because you waded through the snark, here’s another pretty man!
(That’s Shannon. She’s sort of the heart of the boys’ relationship. So, yeah, LOTS of m/m deliciousness, but also a goodly amount of boobies, as well. The story wouldn’t have worked without her!)
(That’s kinda Brady on the left, and kinda Dorian next to the last – the couples? Pure Daniel and Matty!)