Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 156808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 784(@200wpm)___ 627(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 784(@200wpm)___ 627(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Arik’s grin turned into a full-fledged smile as he looked over and gave Kellus a wink, hoping he picked up on the significance when he pushed the bottle of One Night Stand aside. “We don’t need that one.”
Then he picked up a bottle of each of the others, reading the descriptions. He handed one to Kellus and gripped the other two with one hand. “Let’s get these, then go get you some of that pie.”
“No, I’m fine,” Kellus protested.
“Have you tried those?” the silver-haired man behind the counter called out in their direction.
“No, but I read the ingredients and they sound great,” Arik said, moving them toward the counter. He placed his bottles down, then took the one Kellus held.
“Come get a sample, guys. Name’s Mark by the way.” The guy gave him a wink and grinned as he picked up a small plastic cup to pour in a generous amount of the dark liquid before handing it to him. Kellus lifted a hand, refusing his.
“Thank you, Mark,” he said, and looked down at the cup. Loving chocolate as much as he did had him finally releasing Kellus’s hand to stick his finger inside the small container, coating it with the sugary contents before bringing it to his lips for a taste. He was pretty sure his eyes rolled back in his head as the sweetness melted against his tongue. Pure heaven. He immediately dipped his finger back into the liquid chocolate before turning to Kellus and teasing it along the seam of his lips. The action had been spontaneous, and Arik wasn’t prepared for the intimacy of such a move. Kellus seemed hesitant. He stared into those indecisive blue eyes, waiting on pins and needles as the sexy artist seemed to struggle with some sort of inner demon.
Dear fucking God, his dick punched at his jeans the minute the tip of Kellus’s tongue darted out of his mouth and curled around his fingertip. Damn, he was so attracted to this shy, humble man. Arik absently placed the small cup on the counter and reached for his wallet. His eyes never left Kellus’s lips until he was forced to look down so he could find the right bill. He pulled a hundred dollars from his wallet, surely that would cover the cost. He’d lost track of his purchases.
He laid the money beside his chocolate collection on the counter in front of the register. “We’ll be right back. Bag that up, please.”
He took Kellus’s hand, dismissing the startled look on his gorgeous face and pulled him out the door as he stuffed his wallet back in his pocket. Just a few steps to the left and around the black iron fence, and Arik had Kellus all to himself on the side of the building.
“You’re all I think about. I’ve wanted to kiss you since I first laid eyes on you.” He pushed Kellus against the brick wall and moved in to do what he’d dreamed of since the first time he saw him. Seconds before his lips touched Kellus’s, a strong hand pushed against his chest, halting his forward motion.
No way was that hand going to stop him. Not now. He couldn’t explain the way his body responded and his brain jumbled when he was around this sexy artist, but something deep in his inner being told him they were right together. Kellus just had to give them a chance. He leaned forward, pressing into the strong hand attempting to hold him back. Kellus’s force increased, pushing him away. Kellus’s actions confused Arik. He could have sworn their feelings were mutual. Even now, he was thrown off by the signals. Kellus’s eyes remained shut, his chest rising and falling with each breath escaping from his slightly parted lips. Damn, he was so fucking beautiful.
“Why?” he asked, his breath mingled with Kellus’s as he spoke. Was it something he’d done? Was he moving too fast?
Kellus’s eyes fluttered open at his words, sadness had replaced the intense hunger he’d been met with earlier. That solitary look stopped him in his tracks and caused him to move a fraction of an inch backward.
“What?” He changed his question as new tension hung in the air around them.
“I’m positive,” Kellus whispered quietly.
Holy hell, so was he. Totally positive. One hundred percent certain he wanted to explore whatever this attraction was going on between them. His heart actually skipped a beat. Kellus agreeing to go out with him had been what he wanted…
Except something was off, what he heard didn’t explain the pressure still pushing against his chest.
Positive.
The word bounced around in his head as he studied the artist’s face. Kellus’s words finally started registering in his brain. A weight settled in the air around them and thickened with anxiety. Kellus must have realized the moment he understood, and cast his gaze away, refusing to make eye contact, which wasn’t good. Arik eased back, allowing Kellus his space as everything came together for him. Kellus was HIV positive. The exact reason Kellus kept himself at a distance. Why no one really knew anything about him. It explained everything.