Page 17 of Mouth to Mouth

“What do you want from me?” Brad asked. He was practically yelling.

“Nothing,” Luca replied simply. Brad didn’t owe him anything after a quick hookup. Luca also didn’t owe Brad anything in return.

Shaking his head, Brad snorted. “Nothing? I said I was sorry.”

He had. Luca leaned across the counter. “But did you mean it?”

“Of course I did.” Brad leaned closer too, his blue eyes sparkling.

Licking his lips, Luca dropped his gaze down and back up. “You don’t sound like you’re sorry about hooking up with me.”

“Why would I be sorry about that?” Brad asked. His voice low and husky. “That was one of the best nights of my life.”

“Then what are you sorry for?” Luca needed the answer. The right answer.

“For scaring you away. For hurting your feelings,” Brad replied. “I messed up that night.”

Like a bucket of cold water being thrown on him, Luca was transported back to that night. The way that Brad had reacted had been instinctual. A natural reaction. Luca needed to remember that. Brad wasn’t the man for him. Luca wanted a Daddy.

“What just happened?” Brad asked. “The look on your face changed.”

“I accept your apology,” Luca said softly. “I’ll try to be nicer to you.”

“Nicer?” Brad grinned.

“I haven’t put laxatives in your coffee yet so don’t expect too much. I was already being nice.”

Brad pressed his lips together. He was still leaning over the counter even though Luca had pulled back. “Did you think about doing that?”

Luca shrugged. He hadn’t. That would have been wrong. And probably gotten him fired. Brad didn’t need to know that.

Placing his hands flat on the counter, Brad pushed up until he scaled over the top.

“What are you doing?” Stumbling, Luca’s back hit the edge of the opposite counter where the espresso machine sat.

“What changed? Why did you suddenly accept my apology?”

“Why did you suddenly give an apology?” Luca challenged.

“Because I owed it to you,” Brad said. He stalked forward, caging Luca against the machine. His sexy spicy scent had Luca’s stiff cock growing even harder.

“That’s it?” Luca asked.

“Now you answer.”

Brad braced his arms on the counter. One on either side of him. Luca was trying to be good. Trying to do what was right. It was hard with Brad so close. He smelt good. Luca wanted to lean into that scent. He couldn’t though. Not when it would only end up with Luca getting hurt again.

“So what is it, baby?” Brad asked, dipping his head low to whisper in Luca’s ear.

Truth time. Luca pressed his palms against the center of Brad’s chest. “Because I remember that look on your face when I said that word.”

Brad stopped pushing against his hands. “What?”

“The disgust,” Luca reminded him. “The way you jerked away.”

“You caught me off guard,” Brad said.

“I’m sure I did,” Luca replied. “It wasn’t on purpose.”