Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39245 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39245 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
Thing was, he wasn’t too keen on Ivor being the one to replace him. Ivor was an incubus. Pure walking, talking sex. It was his power, that seduction that he didn’t even have to work for. It poured off him in waves because the man basically fed off sex. So he was designed to attract. In fact, the more Finn thought about it, the more he considered asking Xavier to assign someone else. But that would be admitting to his inappropriate feelings. He really didn’t want to do that.
Ajax chuckled. “You went so quiet. Did I shock you by saying that? You have to know you’re a very attractive man. I’m a healthy gay man and certainly not blind.”
“Just surprised. I’m nothing like your ex.” He meant it. Finn was more of the rough and tumble type. Big. Muscular. Ajax’s slim ex wore a suit like it was a second skin. Finn owned two suits and only wore them when it was absolutely necessary.
“Seen him, huh? I’m not surprised. He did like being in front of a camera. Hell, he probably wanted to be up on the stage, but the man didn’t have a musical bone in his body and couldn’t carry a tune at all.”
“How’d you meet?”
“Mutual friend introduced us. We were friends for a couple of years before it grew into more.” Ajax went back to the chair and picked up his guitar. “He’s not a subject I prefer to talk about though.”
“That’s understandable.”
“You got any persistent exes?”
Finn shook his head. “No. Never have. I keep to myself.”
“So you aren’t interested in having a relationship with someone?”
“Just haven’t met anyone who held my interest like that.”
Ajax nodded and settled in the chair, setting his guitar in his lap. Finn took that as a cue and turned to leave the nook.
But the whole time he patrolled the outside grounds, he kept thinking about how much his last statement to Ajax no longer applied. Because he was definitely intrigued by the rock star.
Chapter Five
Ajax
Ajax slowly rolled onto his back, the thick covers of the very comfortable bed tangling around his bare legs. Morning light spilled in from the window across the room, highlighting the small particles of dust that danced in the air. It was Monday, and Finn would be returning soon. The ball of anticipation in Ajax’s belly felt warm and electric, and he settled his hand on his stomach, marveling over the new feelings the bodyguard brought him. Though Ajax usually mentally disappeared into his work completely, a part of his mind was always aware of Finn’s quiet presence.
He’d missed him over the weekend.
The man, or whatever he was, had such a unique demeanor. Steady and calm, with occasional hints of deep humor. Tiny lines would crinkle around his eyes when he laughed. There was a light about him that drew Ajax’s gaze. A fabulous warmth that made Ajax want to curl up in his lap and purr. Finn felt safe, which was good considering his profession, but there was so much more to the way he made Ajax feel. That electric part of his anticipation of seeing him was the part fascinating Ajax at the moment.
His need to see exactly how those pink lips would feel against his own was coloring everything he did. He’d wanted to create deep and sexy music, and it had grown quickly obvious that more than Finn’s lips were what made him the perfect muse. And it wasn’t that big, intriguing body, no. There was something in his expressions that inspired Ajax, made him want to dig deeper into what made Finn tick. He wondered how old he was, what he’d seen in his lifetime. He especially wanted to know what kind of magic he had.
Hell, he wanted to know everything.
Rolling onto his side, he watched the play of light, one particular melody filling his head. It was the new song, inspired by Finn. The music came to him so strongly, he threw off the covers, tugged on a pair of sweatpants, and hurried toward the studio to get it down. He spent the next hour mixing in the sexiest slow beat and was so caught up in what he was doing when a throat cleared behind him, he jumped and turned to face Ivor.
“Sorry for startling you,” Ivor said as he held out a mug of coffee. “Thought you might need this since you started so early. I shouldn’t have interrupted your…zone.”
It took Ajax a moment to blink back into reality before he gave the weekend bodyguard a smile and accepted the coffee. “I was about to stop for caffeine, so this is fine. Thank you.”
Ivor had told him he was a long-time fan, but he’d been nothing but professional the last two days. He would be considered a beautiful man by both men and women with his dark skin and long, thick hair, and he held a kind of innate sensuality that graced his every movement. Yet, he didn’t intrigue Ajax the way Finn did. He wondered if all magical beings carried that sensuality because like Finn, Ivor was something else. Something different from Finn, though.