Here's a little snippet form this WIP. I got rid of one paragraph to follow the rules! *snicker*
“I s’pose we’re done
here?” Devlin Crawford leaned back in his chair, facing his boyfriend, or make
that ex-boyfriend since he called him specifically to break up with Devlin.
William Gather looked
sheepishly away from Devlin, not meeting his gaze. “I’m sorry, Dev. I can’t
handle you being gone all the time on these secret projects. It’s killing me
not knowing what you’re doing or who you’re doing it with−”
“Who I’m doing it
with?” Devlin burst out in hysterics. “Are you jealous, William? If you are,
you shouldn’t be. In all honesty, most blokes are afraid of me. They think
because I’m a tall, well-built black man I’ll pummel them after I plow their
arses into the nearest leather sofa. And then they hear me speak and find out
I’m college educated, making a little over six figures doing…” he hesitated,
“Whatever the fuck I do, but none are even remotely
interested. Like I say, I give off that aura of fear and intimidation, but I’m
neither of those.” To distract himself from the lie he just told, Devlin
reached for the bottle of wine and poured a glass for William then for himself.
“You’re being absolutely ridiculous, but if you want to leave me, suit
yourself. I am not stopping you.”
William’s face pinked
and he accepted the drink. “I don’t think I am, Devlin. I care for you a lot
but you’re gone weeks on end and you can’t even tell me where you are.”
Devlin rolled his eyes
and his mouth tensed. “I explained this to you before we started seeing one
another. My job is top secret and I can’t reveal much for fear anyone around me
might be affected and not in a good way.”
William sighed, “Well I
can’t handle that, Devlin. I want us to have total open communication
throughout the relationship. You’re gone too often. You can’t talk about where
you are. You don’t call much and when you do it’s like speaking in code or
something. I can’t handle that anymore, Dev.”
“Then leave.” Devlin glared at William from across
the table. No way would he be upset about his relationship failing when this
man was being totally unreasonable. Besides, he had to talk with the boss again
to go over his next job; kidnap a certain someone in the states and take him to
somewhere so they’d do whatever the hell they wanted with him. No doubt
something involving drugs and he mentioned being paid handsomely. Who needed a
man when he could buy one for a night or two?
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