Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Reed decided then it may be best if everything lay out in the open between them before his runaway heart took him too far. The only problem with that, he knew his heart was already completely lost to the man in his arms. Reed needed to know what fight he must fight to keep Trevor all to himself. Rylie said Trevor might have feelings for Brody. He needed to know for sure. Reed pulled back a little, watching Trevor for a moment before he spoke.
“Umm, Trevor, I know I've only known you for a very short time, but I feel differently with you. I really would like a relationship with you,” Reed said quietly. He looked down, searching for the right words. After a moment, he lifted his gaze, looking directly in Trevor’s eyes. “What happened between you and Brody in the reception hall? If it's none of my business, just tell me." Reed’s throat went dry. He swallowed hard, but forced himself to continue.
"I don't want to intrude or come between you and him. If it was just sex between us, I would have no problem. I'm sure you've heard of my reputation. But I want something different with you, and I want to make sure we're straight from the start. I couldn’t help but see Brody pulling you aside; I watched you for most of the evening. I can assure you I'm not dating anyone...but I want you to be honest with me. Are you and Brody together?”
“No, Reed, not at all. I’m not seeing anyone. That has to be painfully obvious. Brody is, well, I guess he’s family to me. I thought more at one point, hoped for more even longer than that, but he would never be right for me. I wasted a lot of time waiting and watching Brody. I guess I needed that time to come to terms with who I am. I didn’t accept this about myself for many years. Reed, I don’t want a relationship filled with sharing partners. I want one of honesty and faith.” Trevor said more in those few moments than ever before. Reed could see his heart on his sleeve, but Trevor also never said he wanted to continue this with Reed.
“I want honesty and faith too,” Reed said, hoping to draw Trevor into the part of the conversation that mattered most. “I’m not sure I could share you easily either. I found myself jealous over the bridesmaid by your side tonight. I’ve never been jealous one day in my life.”
“I’m glad you aren’t in a restroom with him right now. It would’ve been hard on my heart. Once I got out here, I thought it may have been a ploy to get me away from the scene,” Trevor replied. His voice grew quieter as he spoke.
Trevor reached up and ran his fingers over a stray piece of hair dropping down on the Reed’s forehead. The action seemed bolder to Reed, more open. Trevor drew him closer while he spoke, touching him without being prodded—and he loved to be touch by Trevor. He loved the possessive grip Trevor made when he spoke of restrooms and Brody. There were still no words from Trevor about commitment, but he let enough out for Reed to know Brody had used them both tonight. He didn’t like being a part of anything which might leave Trevor hurt in the end.
After a minute, Trevor ran his thumb across Reed’s lower lip, pulling it down slightly. “I would like to date you,” Trevor whispered, reaching up to lightly kiss Reed's parted lips.
“I want a relationship with you, Trevor. Something so much more than just dating,” Reed said lightly against Trevor’s mouth. “I can't believe I said that. It's a first for me. I know you've never been with a man. I want to be your first, if you will allow me. I want to be the only person you need. I want to make love to you, and just to you.” Reed let his hands run up Trevor's back, feeling the cool cotton shirt give beneath his palms. Trevor stayed quiet, only watching. Urging Trevor closer, Reed leaned in and nuzzled his neck.
“If you come home with me tonight, I promise you won't ever regret it,” Reed whispered in Trevor’s ear. He let his tongue slide across the throbbing vein in Trevor's neck, and smiled when he felt him shudder under his touch. Reed licked up Trevor’s neck, then spoke quietly again in his ear.
“We’ll only go as far as you’re comfortable with. I’ll be satisfied to just hold you, if that's what you wish.” Lifting his head from Trevor's neck, he looked into his eyes, a sly grin forming on his lips. “Well, that's a lie, but I promise to follow your lead.”
Trevor stayed quiet, just watching him, holding him close. Reed started to see Trevor wasn’t shy, just quiet, and perhaps reserved.
He pressed into Trevor. “I want you.” He ran his tongue lightly across the seam of Trevor's lips. “Mmmm, I've waited all night for this,” Reed growled, fully taking Trevor's mouth with his own. He felt Trevor's lips part, as his tongue slid deep into his mouth. Covering his mouth with his own, he brought his hands up to tenderly cup Trevor's face, deepening the kiss. The song he'd requested, Save the Last Dance for Me, started to play. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Reed heard it and broke from the kiss, smiling at the beautiful man standing before him. Trevor looked dazed; his heart pounded against Reed’s chest.
“There’s something else I've wanted to do all night,” Reed said, stepping back, smiling as he slid his jacket down his arms. He laid it on the nearest chair, turned back to Trevor, and held out his hand. “Can I have this dance, handsome?”
Trevor watched Reed curiously while several bars of the song played. Just when Reed thought he was going to be denied, Trevor smiled at the outstretched hand and looked around the balcony. They stood in the far reaches, out of the direct light, completely alone. Trevor allowed Reed to bring him forward. Reed’s breath caught in his throat when Trevor tugged him against his body. They held each other close as they began to sway to the music. Trevor bent in, running his nose along Reed’s neck, into his ear and through his hair. His hot breath tickled the little pieces of hair on the nape of Reed’s neck, sending chills down his spine. Trevor lifted his hand, seductively fingering the collar of his dress shirt before dragging his fingers into his hair.