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Carol Lynne

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The waiter came to take their order and Gill reluctantly released his hold on Kyle.

Lifting Kyle into the SUV after dinner, Gill didn’t ever want to let go. As he placed him in the seat, he leaned in and kissed him. Kyle’s tongue immediately ran along the seam of Gill’s lips. Delighted, Gill opened to the exploring tongue.

Gripping the back of Gill’s head, Kyle moaned as he took the kiss even deeper. Gill felt the hard press of his cock against his zipper and reluctantly drew back. “Feel like going to my house and watching a movie?”

Gill immediately saw the fear in Kyle’s face. “Or we could go to your place?” He hadn’t thought about the supplies Kyle might need for a late night or hopefully, overnight visit.

“My place would be better, if you don’t mind? I know it’s not as big as your house…” Gill silenced Kyle with another kiss.

As soon as they arrived at Kyle’s, he excused himself and went into the bathroom. Gill took the opportunity to look around the homey apartment. On the bottom shelf of the bookcase he noticed a dusty photo album.

“Hey, Kyle? Do you mind if I look at your pictures?”

“Uh, no, go ahead,” Kyle called back from behind the closed door.

Taking the album to the couch, Gill kicked off his shoes and settled back. The first section held pictures of Kyle growing up. “Cute little shit,” he commented to himself. Within minutes he felt like he’d witnessed Kyle’s first eighteen years up to and including his high school graduation. His cock perked up in the next section. Gill ran his finger over a sun bronzed Kyle on the beach.

Picture after picture followed of Kyle surrounded by a large group of guys, all of them with surfboards. Gill wondered if these pictures were the reason the album appeared to have been untouched for so long.

As he continued flipping, he came across several newspaper articles detailing the wreck that had injured Kyle’s spinal cord. After reading several of the shorter articles it appeared SWEET TOPPING

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the press had chalked the accident up to another spoiled rich kid out of control. From the looks of the Jeep, Kyle had been damn lucky he only lost the use of his legs. The vehicle looked like it was nearly split in two by the telephone pole he’d run into.

He heard the bathroom door open and looked up. “Wow, that was some wreck.”

“Yeah, that’s what they tell me.”

“You don’t remember?” Gill asked as he waited for Kyle to slide out of his chair and sit beside him on the couch.

“I don’t remember anything,” Kyle said looking over Gill’s shoulder at the album. “Not where I was that night, or why I was driving home in my obvious condition. All I recall was waking in the hospital twelve days after the accident.” Gill closed the book and set it on the small end table. “So what movies do you have or would you rather just channel surf until we land on something interesting?”

“Doesn’t matter.” Kyle leaned and pointed towards the remote sitting on the top of the television. “You want to grab that for me?”

After retrieving the remote, Gill handed it to Kyle. “You choose. I’d much rather concentrate on you.”

Gill received a pretty blush from Kyle as he turned the television on. He finally settled on an old black and white movie starring Humphrey Bogart. “This okay?” Kyle asked.

“Fine.” Gill tugged on the long sleeve of Kyle’s shirt. “Care to come closer so I can hold you?”

Kyle bit his lip and seemed to study the sofa for a few moments. “How? The couch isn’t wide enough.”

Gill’s answer was to pluck Kyle from the sofa and deposit the much smaller man onto his lap. “How’s that?”

Kyle gave him a smile and nod before leaning against his chest. “I’d ask you into the bedroom but I’m not sure I’m quite ready for that yet.” Gill ran his free hand down Kyle’s back. “That’s okay, baby, we have plenty of time to get comfortable with each other.” His hand automatically came to a stop at Kyle’s sweet ass.

He couldn’t help but to squeeze the heavenly flesh. “Can you feel my hand on you?”

“Y…” Kyle cleared his throat. “Yes,” Kyle whispered against Gill’s lips, a split-second before kissing him.

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Thrusting his tongue into the depths of Kyle’s mouth, Gill brushed his palm across Kyle’s chest. Another moan from Kyle and Gill broke the kiss and pressed Kyle’s head to his shoulder. “Let’s see what Humphrey’s up to?”

“Yeah, okay.” Kyle turned his head slightly towards the television.

They settled in for a pleasant evening of old movies and stolen kisses. Gill would be lying if he said he hadn’t wanted to pick Kyle up and carry him off to bed, but they had time.

The important thing was getting Kyle comfortable around him. Only then, would Gill attempt to explore the physical aspect of their new relationship.

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“Gill? There’s someone downstairs,” Kyle said into the phone.

Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Gill grabbed for his jeans. “Call the police and then lock yourself in the bedroom. I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“I already called them. I just needed you,” Kyle admitted.

“You got me, baby. Lock the door.”

“I will.”

Shoving his feet into his work boots, Gill hung up the phone. He grabbed his coat and keys on the way out the door. He cursed the need to scrape his windshield before setting off.

Fucking winter.

Gill cleared a large enough area for him to see the road, and roared off down Bower Street towards Main. “Hold on, baby,” he said to himself as he screeched to a stop across the street from the bakery and jumped out of his SUV.

“Hold up, Gill,” Deputy Roy Jenkins said. “We need to make sure the place is secure before you go up.”

He wasn’t surprised Roy knew exactly the reason he was there. He and Kyle had been seen around town together for the past week and a half. Lord knows, word travelled fast in a small town. “Can you tell me if they got in this time?” Gill had worked an entire weekend reinforcing the doors and windows of the shop in an effort to keep his man safe.

Roy gave a short nod and looked around. “Broken window in the back, but he or she didn’t get very far into the building before we scared them off with our sirens.”

“Dammit,” Gill punched the front door frame. “I told him I should put bars on the windows.”

Gill’s anger suddenly transferred to Roy. “Why haven’t you guys been able to catch him? Is there so much crime in town you can’t protect one store?”

“Easy,” Roy growled. “We don’t have a big enough police force to babysit one shop owner. Despite what you think, there are other people in town who occasionally need our help.”

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“What’s the problem?” Ryan asked, coming up behind Gill.

Gill spun and faced the Sheriff. “The problem is, this is the fourth time someone’s tried to break into the bakery.” Gill’s eyes narrowed. “Only this time, they succeeded. The goddamn sheriff’s office is half a block away. Why can’t you catch this guy?” Ryan took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his long black hair. “I know you’re pissed. Hell, I’d be tearing me a new ass too if the positions were reversed, but I don’t think our suspect is your typical burglar.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Ryan looked up and down the street. “See all these shops? Not one has had a problem.

Why would a thief target a bakery when Wynfield’s is next door and full of expensive merchandise?”

Gill didn’t like where this was going. “So you think someone’s targeting Kyle specifically.”

The thought of someone getting their hands on his lover had Gill seeing red. “Can I go up?”

“Yeah. We’ll be here for a while dusting the window and ledge for prints, but I’ll call up when we’re done and you can lock up.”

Gill shook his head. “I won’t be here. I’m getting Kyle the hell out of this building.” He passed Ryan a key off the small ring Kyle had given him a couple of days ago. “Lock up when you leave and I’ll stop by the station and get it back later.”

“Good luck getting Kyle to leave. Nate’s tried before. Kyle seems determined to protect his home.”

“We’ll see. He sounded pretty shook up on the phone.” Gill nodded to Ryan and Roy before heading upstairs.

Looking out the window, Kyle watched as Gill parked and ran across the street. When he didn’t come up right away, he figured the police must’ve stopped him. At least he was here.

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Kyle breathed a sigh of relief and reached for his sweats. It had been almost two weeks since Gill had started hanging out with him, both at home and around town. Kyle wasn’t ashamed to say they had been the two best weeks of his life.

His partying days paled in comparison to spending time with Gill. Every date he learned more about the man, like the reason he quit professional football. Everyone thought there was a big scandal behind his decision to leave, but it was simple. Gill didn’t enjoy playing for the pros. He loved the game, but not the politics that went along with it. When he’d amassed enough money to fulfil his dream of opening a garage, he’d quit and moved to Cattle Valley. It was really that simple, no scandal, no hidden injury. Gill was just a man who wanted the normal things in life.

Struggling into his ancient grey sweatpants, Kyle readjusted his condom catheter. He thought about just taking the damn thing off but he’d need to wait until he got the all-clear signal from Gill.

“Baby?”

“Gill,” Kyle’s heart leapt at the sound of Gill’s deep voice. He wheeled to the bedroom door and unlocked it.

As soon as he opened the door, Gill had him out of the chair and into his arms like he weighed nothing. Gill carried him to the couch. “Are you okay?” Kyle thought about it for a few seconds before replying. The answer wasn’t an easy one.

His sanctuary had been invaded, but on the other hand, Gill had come. “I’m better now,” he finally said.

“Get some clothes together and let me take you to my place.” Kyle looked at the clock and shook his head. “I can’t. I have to start baking in two hours.”

“I don’t think anyone would blame you for taking a day off after what happened,” Gill said, smoothing his big hand over Kyle’s back.

“I’d blame me,” he answered back. “There are people counting on me to get their orders done.”

“People like Eric,” Gill mumbled.

“Yeah, among others.”

“So call Chuck. He ran the bakery for the five weeks you were gone, surely he can manage for a day or two.”

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“I appreciated Chuck trying to run this place for me, but he screwed up a hell of a lot of stuff. No, this place is my responsibility. Maybe in time I’ll seek out another assistant, but it won’t be Chuck.”

They had a few long moments of staring into each other’s eyes, neither of them wanting to give in. Gill must’ve seen the determination in Kyle’s face because he finally sighed and shook his head.

“Mind if I stay until I have to open the station?” Kyle grinned and ran his hand under Gill’s jacket to the bare chest underneath. “You might need to run home and get a shirt before you start work, although this is a great look for you.”