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Thomas Elkin

CLARITY OF LINES

N.R. Walker

Book two in the Thomas Elkin Series

When some lines blur, others become crystal clear.

Absolutely smitten, Thomas Elkin and Cooper Jones have decided they’re prepared to give a relationship a try.

What they’re not prepared for is the reaction from their families, who try to force them apart.

Both men are about to learn that there are lines that define us. Sometimes the lines blur, sometimes the lines become crystal clear.

Dedication

For my husband…

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Chapter One

The view from my office was spectacular. It was a beautiful clear day, the sky was a brilliant blue and while most people would have cursed having to work, I was still smiling. Line five on my desk phone lit up. My personal line. I picked up the receiver knowing who it would be.

A familiar voice spoke in my ear. “Mr Elkin.”

I chuckled into the phone. “Mr Jones.” It was the third phone call that day. “Don’t you have enough to do?”

“Oh, I have plenty,” Cooper answered. “But you haven’t agreed yet.”

“I told you it wasn’t really my scene,” I told him again. “Why don’t you take one of your other friends?”

“You mean
younger
friends,” he replied. “I don’t want any of them to come with me. I want
you
to come with me.”

Cooper had two tickets to see some god-awful too-loud band at Madison Square Garden, and right or wrong he wanted me to go with him.

“Is this not something we could discuss over dinner?”

“I like annoying you at work,” he said cheerfully. “Usually if I pester you enough, you’ll just agree with me to shut me up.”

I groaned. “Is that a skill you work on, or is it a natural-born talent?”

“It’s a Gen Y thing.”

“It’s a Cooper Jones thing.”

He chuckled into the phone. Then his tone of voice changed to a playful whisper. “Come on, baby. You know you want to. It’s Linkin Park. They’re my favourite.”

“Lincoln who?”

He burst out laughing this time, and I sighed. “I’ll talk to you about it tonight,” I told him. “Will you come over?”

“That depends.” I could tell he was still smiling.

“On what?”

“On you saying yes to the concert.”

“I have a lot to do today…”

“Then agree with me.”

“Goodbye, Cooper.”

I hung up, still smiling, and not even half a minute later, my private line lit up again. I pressed the flashing button and laughed. “All right, I’ll go with you if it will shut you up so I can get some work done.”

But Cooper didn’t laugh. There was only silence. I quickly checked the line to confirm it was on my personal line and not a business call, just as another familiar voice said, “Excuse me?”

Shit.

Sofia. My ex-wife. I cleared my throat and said, “I thought you were someone else.”

“Obviously.”

I could have reminded her that
she
had called
me
on my private line at work, but instead I took a breath and started again. “Sofia, what can I do for you? Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine,” she said in a cool tone, like I had no right to ask. “I was just calling to remind you that Ryan’s birthday is in three weeks.”

“I remembered.”

“Yes, well, he’s thinking of having a party up at the Casa. I told him he needs to let me know by Friday so I can get it organised.”

“Okay.”

Then, not being one for small talk, she said, “He tells me you’re seeing someone.”

“Yes, I am,” I said slowly, wondering—dreading—what Ryan had told her. “What else did Ryan say?”

“Nothing really,” she said. “Just that you were getting serious.”

I exhaled in relief. “Yes, well…” I wasn’t sure what to say. I wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed of Cooper in any way…it was just that I wasn’t about to explain to my ex-wife over the phone that I was dating a man the same age as our son.

“Mmm,” she hummed. I could picture the look of disdain on her face. “Well, whatever Ryan decides to do for his birthday, be sure to bring…your friend.”

My friend.

Sure, she was ready to admit I was gay, but she wasn’t ready to say ‘him’, or ‘he’, or ‘boyfriend’.

The line clicked in my ear. Sofia also wasn’t ready for amicable goodbyes.

Given I’d already just made one faux pas on the phone by assuming it was Cooper and been blindsided by my still-mad ex-wife, I decided text would be safer. At least I could see who the incoming messages were from.

I pulled out my cell and selected Cooper’s cell number and typed out a message.

You’re in so much trouble. Just took a call. Thought it was you. It wasn’t.

My phone beeped a short time later.

LOL Did you answer the phone with the offer of a BJ?

I snorted.

Close
.

His reply was almost immediate.

LMAO.

‘LMAO’? Dear God. I really was dating a twenty-two-year-old.

I typed,
Keep the first weekend of next month free.

Okay
, he replied.

He didn’t even ask why. Then another message,
Keep the fifteenth of next month free. I bought TWO concert tickets.

Did you ever take my NO seriously?

Nope. Now, about that BJ…

I smiled as I threw my phone into my top drawer. He was so horny. He wanted sex, he thought about sex, all the time. Not that I was complaining. I’d never been more satisfied, and I’d never been fitter.

I needed to be fit just to keep up with him.

When Cooper arrived at my apartment, letting himself in with his own key, it was getting late. The sun was setting over the city, casting its final rays across my living room. I was in the kitchen reading through my mail. He walked in and kissed the side of my head. “Good evening, Mr Elkin.”

“Mr Jones.”

“You didn’t reply to my text messages?”

When I had checked my phone before leaving, there were three messages from him, all wanting details on this supposed blow job I’d almost offered whoever had called my office.

“No, I didn’t reply,” I said, taking his hand and leading him to the sofa. I pushed him down so he was seated and I slowly knelt between his legs.

Cooper’s eyes widened, as did his smile. “Well, I think I like this better.”

Without taking my eyes off his, I undid his belt buckle, then the button on his pants and I gently pulled down his fly. I slid the elastic of his briefs down to reveal my prize and ran my tongue over the head of his cock.

“Oh, fuck,” he whispered. He spread his legs wider and lifted his hips, giving me more access. I licked him again and took him in my mouth, swirling my tongue and sucking him. He was hard in no time, making a whimpering sound.

He always made the sweetest sounds.

His fingers were in my hair and I could tell he was trying not to thrust into my mouth. He wanted more. So I took him deeper, deeper, opening my throat to take him down. Cooper arched his back and moaned, and I knew he was close.

I cupped his balls with one hand and pumped the base of his cock with the other while I sucked the head, making him cry out. His cock swelled in my mouth, he gripped my hair and he spurted hot and thick into my throat.

There wasn’t anything like it.

It was empowering to make him come so quick and hard.

He let go of my hair, slumped into his seat and groaned out a laugh. “Tom, Tom, Tom…”

I smiled rather proudly and got up off my knees, only to kneel over his thighs. Cooper’s head lolled heavy on the back of the sofa. I put my hands on either side of his face and waited for him to lazily open his eyes. He grinned and put his hands on my hips, so I planted my mouth on his, letting him taste himself in my mouth.

Cooper pulled my thigh down and pushed me sideways, back on the sofa, and lay over me, pressing down on me. He kissed me again, slower this time. “Well, that was better than a text message,” he said with a smile.

“Much better,” I agreed.

He opened the first two buttons on my shirt and kissed down my neck. “We should text each other more often.”

I laughed and ran my hand down his back and over the curve of his ass, pushing his hips into mine. “Having messages from you about blow jobs was too distracting.”

I could feel him smile against my neck. “Mmm, I like making you think about sucking my dick. It makes turning up here a lot more fun.”

I chuckled again and playfully bit his neck. “I’ve been thinking about doing that all afternoon.”

Cooper pulled back and pecked my lips, twice. “So what am I doing the first weekend of next month that I would need to make sure I’m free for? Taking me away somewhere for a dirty weekend?”

“Not really. Sorry to disappoint. It’s Ryan’s birthday.”

“Cool,” he said, resting his head on his hand, his arm bent at the elbow. “That’s not disappointing. It’ll be fun. What are we doing?”

“We’re heading up to the Hamptons.”

His eyes widened, excited. “Really?”

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