Page 16 of Mouth to Mouth

“I can do that after you leave,” Luca said, hoping that Brad would get the hint.

Brad turned and smiled.

Fuck! No one should be that damn attractive. It was a sin against humanity that such an attractive package was hiding an asshole on the inside.

Strolling forward, Brad kept his gaze on Luca and Luca tried very hard to ignore the way that Brad’s hips rolled and his jeans tightened around his groin. It was really important that he didn’t focus on what Brad’s jeans were hiding. Hell! Luca’s mouth was practically watering at the thought.

“Eyes up here, boy.” Brad snapped his fingers in front of Luca’s face.

Damn it! Luca took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly. He centered himself before opening his eyes to meet Brad’s. “We’re closed.”

“I noticed.” Brad smiled again. “I locked the door, remember.”

“It’s against company policy that anyone is here after hours that is not an employee.”

“I know the manager,” Brad quipped.

Well, this wasn’t going to get them anywhere. Crossing his arms over his chest, Luca leaned against the counter that separated them. Fine, he would let Brad say whatever was eating him then Luca didn’t have to worry about it again. Although Luca was going to miss giving the older man a hard time. It was fun when Brad scowled at him while biting his tongue. “You got something to say? Go ahead.”

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Brad rocked back on the heels of his feet. “Sure. Here is what I want to say.”

Luca braced himself for another humiliation. Or jab at him. At the little part of him.

“I’m sorry.”

Luca waited.

Brad stared back at him.

“Okay?” Was there more? There had to be more. The tension between the two of them was still damn near suffocating.

Brad’s shoulders slumped. “I thought this would be easier. I should have known that you don’t make anything easy, do you?”

How should he even answer that? Life wasn’t easy in general. Luca knew that and Brad must as well. Plus, it wasn’t Luca’s job to make Brad feel better about being a dick. Fair? No, Luca knew he should let go of his grudge. Would he? Maybe. Eventually. Luca shrugged, giving Brad no real clear reply.

“That tracks.” Brad yanked his hands out of his pockets as he started to pace. “I knew it wasn’t going to be easy. You are such a little punk.”

Luca was offended by that. He was a punk? No, this just proved that Brad didn’t really know Luca at all. He was just about ready to kick Brad out of the coffee shop when Brad kept on talking.

“I move here. Start my life over. It should have been easy. Just pass the certifications and work. Get back on track,” Brad mumbled.

Luca realized that Brad wasn’t even talking to him.

“It was that damn smile you wore. That shocked look on your face when you ran into me before you lit up in front of my eyes. So fucking sexy and I just wanted a taste. I should have known better.”

Okay, it was horribly wrong of him except Luca was starting to get a little thrill out of hearing Brad’s words. He was human, and a hot guy was talking about how he’d wanted Luca. Of course he was getting a kick out of it.

“And your mouth,” Brad continued. “That fucking mouth tasted so good. Felt even better. Shit! Holding you down on me! Making you take me deeper. I still think about it. Jack off remembering it!”

Luca cleared his throat. He was totally getting hard just hearing Brad’s side of their night together. Damn body betraying Luca. He didn’t want to want Brad.

Brad whirled. “This is all your fault!”

“Okay.” Sure. Whatever.

“And that damn smile. Stop smiling at me like that!” Brad ordered.

“Am I smiling?” Luca knew he was.