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his arm back to where it had been. Brown eyes glittered feverishly.  Just fuck me.
That s all I want. Exposed completely, eyes filled with love, Izzy kept his gaze
steady under eyelashes that tried to flutter closed.
 God. Rabin was going to lose it. It was too much. The velvet squeeze around
his cock, the tight wrap of legs around his waist, the hot, writhing body beneath
him, and the look of love flooded his senses, took his control away. Growling, he
thrust hard into Izzy s body, doing all he could to keep his eyes trained with Izzy s
as the explosion started at the base of his spine. He cried out, lunging now, and it
was Izzy this time who braced him, held him, spurred him on with words he only
heard as driving, undeniable notes at the crescendo of a symphony.
He might have blacked out a little. He found himself with his face tucked into
the curve of Izzy s throat, with his lover s arms and legs still wrapped securely
around him, although now a little more loosely, more comfort than clutch. Rabin s
breath labored in and out of his lungs, the sweat on his chest mingling with the
heated moisture on Izzy s. Even as his breath calmed, Rabin didn t feel the need to
move. Well, except for a small shift that straightened the arch of his back. It had
the unfortunate side effect of sliding his cock out of Izzy s body, but he couldn t have
denied the protest in his lower spine.
It wasn t until he heard the soft sniff that he realized Izzy was crying.
 Hey. He tried to pull away so he could look at Izzy s face, but the smaller
man was wrapped so tightly that Rabin couldn t get free. He had to settle for
nuzzling just under Izzy s chin.  What s wrong?
 Nothing, came the watery protest.
 Iz.
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 Nothing, I swear. It s just& 
 Just?
 You re serious about all you ve said? All of it?
This time he used a little muscle to free himself, needing to see Izzy s eyes. A
few tears trickled from the corners of those chocolaty depths.
 I m serious. About all of it. I swear.
 Even if it ruins your life?
 It won t ruin my life.
 How can you be sure?
 Hey. I m not Greggory, okay? I want to tell the world about you.
The smile that dawned on Izzy s face was one Rabin wanted to cause for the
rest of his life.
 I don t care about the world. Izzy gave him a brief kiss.  Just you.
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Epilogue
Rabin had only spent time with him the one night, but he d know Danny
anywhere. He watched his friend stroll into the O Hare baggage-claim area, a
backpack slung over one shoulder. His strawberry-blond hair was pulled into a loose
tail, kept back from his handsome face. With the faded Grateful Dead T-shirt and
ripped jeans, he looked every inch the California boy that he was.
 That s him.
Beside Rabin, Izzy stopped waving to a little girl tugging along a bright pink
suitcase and lifted his head to scan the crowd.  Where?
 The blond in the Dead shirt.
 Oh. Oh.
Rabin frowned down at the rapt gaze Izzy fastened on Danny.  What?
 Mmmm. He is gorgeous. I see why you were tempted.
Impulse had Rabin s hand at Izzy s side, poking where he knew Izzy was
ticklish.  Don t get any ideas.
Izzy laughed and danced out of arm s reach.
Rabin grinned, then turned to wave for Danny. But the blond had already seen
them. They met with a hand slap and grip, then pulled into a hug and back slap.
 Good to see you, man. How was the flight?
Danny shrugged, letting his backpack slip to the ground.  Long. Boring. Pretty
typical. He turned to face Izzy.
Who was smiling up at him. Danny wasn t as tall as Rabin, but he was still a
few inches taller than Rabin s boyfriend.
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Rabin made introductions.  Izzy Rose, Danny Champion. Danny, this is Izzy.
 I ve been looking forward to meeting you, they both said, almost in unison.
Rabin groaned and shook his head while they both threw back their heads and
laughed. That effectively broke the ice, and they moved into a spontaneous hug.
Some of the tension in Rabin s shoulders eased. He d been sure they d get along; he
just hadn t been sure how long it d take.
But he needn t have worried. Izzy took charge like the bossy little thing he was
and directed Rabin to stand to the side with Danny s pack while he and Danny went
to get Danny s bags. Rabin didn t quite get that, but he obeyed, then figured it out
as he watched Izzy chatting away at his new friend out of Rabin s earshot. They
made a pretty sight, Danny in his colorful tie-dye and Izzy in one of his rainbow
shirts, this one blazoned in gold with It takes balls to be a fairy.
Danny came back to Rabin with a large suitcase.  Dude, he said with a grin,
 your boyfriend s a trip.
Rabin pushed the case up against the wall beside him.  Yeah, I know.
Danny slapped his arm once, then went back to join Izzy, who had managed to
charm a young mother and her son.
Eventually the pair headed back Rabin s way, Danny pulling another large
suitcase behind him and Izzy tugging a slightly smaller one.
 & always knew he was talented, Izzy was saying, as though he were catching
up an old friend,  but we never thought he d be famous. He didn t like being around
people, for God s sakes.
Danny laughed at that.  I can t even imagine.
 He hates crowds. He s better at it now, but oh man.
Rabin reached for the handle of the suitcase behind Danny while handing the
backpack to his friend.  Are you talking about Brent?
Izzy wasn t remotely repentant.  Of course.
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Rabin shook his head as he and Danny made the switch.  He s gonna kick your
ass.
 Pfft. Only if he can catch me. Besides, Danny won t tell.
Danny looked at Rabin, his blue eyes filled with mirth.  Of course not.
Rabin could easily see that Danny had fallen for Izzy s ebullience, just like
everyone did.  Let s go.
They headed for the parking lot, conversation paused as they maneuvered
through the crowd.
 So, hey, Rabin started as soon as they were relatively alone, headed toward
where they d parked Izzy s Mazda,  I talked to Gordon.
Danny nodded. They hadn t met, but that would soon be rectified. Rabin had
talked about the Knights new manager enough when he d spoken to Danny over
the phone.
 Turns out he knows Lance Hoff.
 The bass player from The Might?
 That s the one.
 Damn, you run in the best circles.
Rabin had to laugh. The car chirped when he pressed the key fob.  That s not
the best part. He says Lance and Noble both are leaving The Might. You know [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]