Am I in Your Book?
"I don't love you."
let his hands slide to his sides, conscious that crossing his arms would seem defensive.
Why the hell had Noel shown up now?
Noel laughed, tapped the e-reader against his thigh. "I just read your books. You can't lie to me."
"That's called fiction." No one but Noel would know that it had a basis in reality. Who'd have thought Mr. Nothing-Written-After-1800-Is-Worth-Reading would even own an e-reader, let alone bother to download and read romance novels?
Striding forward, Noel crowded
back aginst the wall. "Some people might think so, but I recognize a few
things...Well, you can control the guys in your stories, Wayne, but you can't control me."
"Just leave." His heart raced and he hoped to fuck Noel couldn't hear it, because it was practically drowning out every other sound in the room.
"No. You may say you don't love me any more, but, you still want me. This doesn't lie." Noel pressed forward, their hips rubbing together.
Wayne trembled with frustrated desire.
"I didn't say you weren't sexy. I said..."
"You don't love me. I'll settle. For now." Noel's lips closed over his and
Wayne swallowed his
curses as passion overflowed.
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