Read Alaska, With Love Assassin-Shifter 02 - Online
Authors: Sandrine Gasq-Dion
Mateo tried to smile. That had been a rough part in his life, losing Mark then being put back into foster care. “No, not long after you left they told me it wasn’t working out.”
Mark shook his head. “Of course, they lied to me, why am I not surprised?” Mark caught the eye of the man standing next to Mateo. “God, I’m sorry. We’re just going on and on.”
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Shit, Mark this is my husband Riley Flynn-Esposito. Riley this is Mark Patterson. I stayed with his family for a year.”
Riley was looking from Mateo to Mark, and then his eyes caught Josh’s. He looked like someone had punched him in the gut. “Um, maybe we should take this inside?” Riley smiled and extended his hand. “It’s good to meet you.”
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One in the same, although I want to change it to Esposito-Flynn, but Mateo won’t let me.” Riley smiled and took Mark’s hand. “Come on, let’s go talk inside.”
If Josh thought having a hard on for a guy was bad, listening to Mateo and Mark reminisce about the old days was worse. He got the distinct feeling something went on between the two of them back then, and felt his gut dropping. Great, now he was jealous? What the fuck? He felt a hand in his and looked over to see Riley smiling at him. Obviously he wasn’t worried about Mateo and Mark, and it put Josh at ease a bit.
Mark blushed and looked at Josh. “Yeah, he kinda shocked the shit out of me showing up while I was in the shower.”
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I bet.” Riley giggled and covered his mouth. The way Josh was looking at Mark, it was so adorable. “Um, can I steal Josh for a second Mark?”
Riley grabbed Josh’s hand and pulled. “Okay, so we’ll be right back.” Riley dragged him outside by the garage and looked up at him. Josh was blushing in various shades of red, and wringing his hands. Riley smiled. The guy had a crush, a bad one. “Spill it, Montgomery.”
Josh sighed. “It’s that obvious?” Riley nodded and Josh ran a hand through his hair. “Fuck, I don’t know what the fuck is going on. I’ve never been attracted to a man that I can remember, but fuck if I’m not constantly hard around Mark, and fantasizing about kissing him.”
Riley took his hand. “Look, there’s nothing wrong with finding him attractive. Are you worried about what people will think?”
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Yes….no…I don’t know, I don’t think so.” Josh sighed. Was he? No, not really, he actually never gave a flying fuck what people thought of him. “What the fuck is wrong with me?”
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Nothing is wrong with you, just promise you’ll be open to it ok? I almost lost the best thing that ever happened to me because I was afraid. Trust me, it’s worth it Josh.”
Mateo couldn’t get over it. Mark Patterson, he hadn’t seen him in years. Mark told him the whole story about his kidnapping and, well, other things; and Mateo felt his blood boiling. He guessed Mark got the hint he was getting ready to explode, because he changed the subject to Riley, and Mateo smiled. “God he annoyed me to no end.” Mateo smiled, thinking about Riley and his purple hippo.
A smile hit Mateo’s eyes, and Mark knew Mateo was in love. The rest-of-your-life kind of love. “I’m so happy for you Mateo.” Mark took his hand, he felt Mateo squeeze it.
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I’m just glad you’re okay. I’m glad Josh got you out of there.” Mateo saw Mark’s eyes when Josh’s name was mentioned. “Uh oh.”
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You have a crush on Josh.” Mateo sat back smiling. Oh yeah, Mark had it bad for Josh Montgomery. In all the years he’d served with Josh, he’d never even had a suspicion the man was gay. The way Josh had reacted to Mark, Mateo knew Josh didn’t think he was gay either.
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The way he acted just now, when I said I’d watch you?” Mateo smirked. This must be what Josh was so freaked out about. He had feelings for Mark. Mateo had the sudden urge to run circles around Josh singing “You love Mark and you’re as gay as I am.” He fought it hard and barely won.
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Oh hell no,” Mateo laughed, and laughed even harder at Mark’s confused look. “That boy is all kinds of fucked up right now.”
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Well, I think we should put Josh in the BI lane, he’s fucked plenty of women.” Mateo sat back and put his feet on the chair across from him. “But he’s a good guy.”
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I got that much, and God he’s so swoon worthy.” Mark chuckled. “I wanna squee all the time when I’m in the same room with him.”
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Who’s having lunch? And where?” Josh stood in the kitchen door way with his arms crossed. God, he knew he was transparent, but being around Mat brought out a side of him he hated. The inferior side.
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Well, if it’s alright with you, I was just telling Mark that Riley and I are looking at a house out here; and we wanre staying at a bed and breakfast in Pearce overnight. We could come here for lunch tomorrow if that’s ok?”
After Mateo and Riley left, Mark made dinner and they ate it quietly. Mark, not knowing what to say, and Josh dealing with the feelings he was having for Mark. Just weird all around. Even the way Mark ate was beautiful. The way his lips wrapped around that chicken, the way his tongue came out to catch the escaping sauce from his lips. Josh almost groaned watching the man eat. And God help him, he was painfully hard… again.
Where do you live?” Mark couldn’t stop staring at
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Josh’s chest. He was shirtless and had a tattoo of a scorpion with its stinger up, on his right pectoral muscle.
Josh lost his grip on his fork, and it hit his plate with a loud crack. The sound of another voice in the room had startled him. “Uh, Alaska.”
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Fairbanks, you ever been there?” Josh picked his fork back up and started eating again. He needed something in his mouth to stop him from sounding like a complete idiot. He groaned again, because God help him, that thing he was thinking about keeping his mouth shut with was attached to Mark.
Mark’s voice sounded like silk and there was an invitation in there, and not just for a tour of Denali. There was a promise in there of a lot more rocking besides the cruise ship. Josh swallowed hard. “Sure.”
With dinner dishes cleaned up and put away, Josh settled into bed a little after midnight. Mark had gone to bed early, and Josh had gone to jack off in the shower thinking about Mark. He closed his eyes and saw it again. Mark underneath him, mouth partially open, moaning, saying Josh’s name as Josh slid into that perfect ass, feeling that hot wet heat on his cock, while he rubbed his body against Marks softness. Josh squeezed his eyes shut and tried to think of tits instead,
rolled over on his side and tried to go to sleep, but every time his eyes closed he saw Mark’s face; Mark’s beautiful porcelain face with big pools of blue and luscious beautiful lips. “Shit.”
The next two days were more of the same. Josh was fighting a losing battle every day. Just seeing Mark in swim trunks had Josh’s mouth watering. Arizona in June was hot already, but Josh was sweating on a daily basis, just from being in Mark’s presence. His cock was rock hard twenty four hours a day and it seemed to Josh that he would die of blue balls. He was jacking off every night in the damn shower, and it didn’t seem to be doing him one fucking bit of good. All he saw was Mark’s face, Mark’s lips wrapped around his cock. Josh was pretty sure he was going to go crazy any day now.
They had just finished up another excruciating dinner, and Josh was loading the dishwasher when he felt Mark’s hand on his arm. He backed up a little too quickly and hit his head on the wall. “Ow.” Josh massaged his head. Mark made his way over and Josh backed up again.
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Hey, let me look okay?” Mark ran his fingers gently over Josh’s scalp. He found en egg sized lump on the back of Josh’s head and smiled, rubbing it. “You should put ice on that.”
Josh was leaning forward and he hadn’t even realized he was doing it until he felt Mark’s breath on his face. He straightened up and stood up tall. “Um, okay well, I’m going to bed.” Josh practically ran out of the kitchen, leaving Mark standing there with his mouth hanging open. Josh got to his room and shut the door. He sat on the bed and ran a hand through his hair. “What is wrong with me?”
Sleep couldn’t come fast enough, but Josh finally fell out. It felt like five minutes, and Josh’s eyes opened like they had springs in them. Josh heard moaning, but it wasn’t the sexual kind. He got up, gun in hand, and crept through the house, eyes adjusting to the darkness. It was Mark, and it wasn’t moaning, it was crying. Josh opened the door partway. Mark was asleep, but dreaming; and not the, oh-yeah I’m-getting-fucked-so-good’ kind. Josh put the gun down on the night stand and sat on the edge of the bed, running his hand through Mark’s hair. Mark bolted upright and his hand grabbed Josh’s wrist. Mark’s eyes went wide and a strangled scream left his lips.
Mark blinked and then the crying started. Josh held him as he felt the sobs racking Mark’s body. He felt the wetness on his shoulder, then on his neck as Mark moved there to hide. Josh fought to stay in control, because getting a hard on when some guy was crying on your chest was not an option. Especially after what Mark had been through. He sat there and held Mark in his arms and the feelings came all at once, he wanted Mark, in every way possible. He’d never felt like this before, not for anyone. The sobs quieted down and Mark let out a small hiccup. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and looked up into Josh’s eyes.
Mark realized Josh was still shirtless, and oh my, Josh had a body to play with. The things Mark could teach him. Do to him. “You think I’m pretty?”
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Yes.” Josh’s gaze swept over Mark.
You’ve never been with a man?” Mark slid closer.
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Josh looked into those blue eyes and felt his dick
Mark stopped. He wasn’t going to push Josh. When Josh was ready he’d come for him. Mark pulled his knees up to his chin and watched Josh devour him with his eyes. “What?”
Mark’s small smile and pressed on. “I don’t know why, but the first time I saw you, I had a reaction and it freaked me out. But now, well… not so much.”
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Do you think about me? You know? Sexually?” As soon as he said it he didn’t need the answer, because Josh’s face held it for anyone to see.
It was so quiet every noise could be heard outside. The wind, the coyotes, the freeway, a train, a car horn and most important the small gasp that came from Mark when Josh’s lips met his own. Soft lips and a gentle caressing tongue explored Mark’s slowly, sensually, and then a soft moan vibrated in his mouth. Mark felt a hand at his throat, fingers sliding up and across his jaw as Josh’s fingers played in his hair. The kiss became more heated and Mark’s heart was hammering in his chest. Josh pulled away, his breath coming out in uneven gasps as he looked at Mark’s face.
Mark got up. “It’s okay, Josh.” Mark stayed where he was; Josh looked like a cornered animal. His chest was heaving and his eyes darted back and forth looking anywhere but at Mark.