Coming Home
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“It has to be you Gage.” He tells me as if I do not already know that. Jeremy was everything I ever wanted in a man. Unfortunately, when my parents stepped off the plane. I was separated from him before I could find out more. When I finally saw him again it was with a woman wrapped around him. I assumed he was straight and tried to forget him. I didn’t work. Late at night I wake up with my cock hard and my pulse racing. I would still have his light aqua colored eyes on my mind.
Here it was nearly a week later and it looks like I wasn’t the only one who was spellbound from that single meeting. I know that I need to call him but not in front of Michael who is still upset from our breakup. Michael and I should never have dated. We both like to be dominated and I was left unsatisfied when I tried to be the aggressor. Michael knows it too though he doesn’t want to admit it.
“I knew you broke up with me for someone else.” He says as he flings the paper down in a snit. I broke up with him because we were incompatible and he knows that. Someday he will thank me. I cross my arms and watch him as glares at me.
“You know why we broke up and I am sorry that it hurt you, but we both know it never would have worked.” I actually wanted it to work. We had been best friends for a long time. Who is better to fall in love with? Only problem is that I want and need to be punished as much as he does. Punishing him did nothing for me accept make me crave something else and someone else.
Jeremy, I know is a dominant in the way he carries himself and I felt the pull toward him. I enjoyed our short exchange and craved more. Afterward I went home and told Michael that we couldn’t see each other again, even though I thought I would never see Jeremy again. It wasn’t for another man, it was more for what could be. Michael is just hurt right now and not seeing clearly.
“I didn’t come here to fight with you. I came because we have been best friends since I moved here and I miss your friendship but if it’s too soon then I will understand.” I tell him as I pick up the napkin form my lap and set it on the table. I stand up and put a twenty dollar bill on the table. It was my idea to meet over lunch, therefor I will pay. I really had higher expectations for our friendship. I thought he would at least want to keep me in his life. I guess it is just too soon to see.
I leave the restaurant and pick up another paper from the machine outside before climbing into my car and leaving. I didn’t want to take the paper from Michael. It would have shown him that it was indeed me the man had written about and he wasn’t ready to be rational about it. I wish I could say that our friendship is salvageable but I just do not know at this point. I made a huge mistake in thinking that things would be good between us.
I pull up in front of my apartment building and shut off my car. I pull the paper out and open it to the classified section. I find the post and pull out my phone. I punch in the number and take a deep breath before pressing send. It rings twice before the deep, sexy voice that has starred in my dreams every night for almost a week, answers.
“Hello.” He answers and I nearly chicken out and hang up.
“Hi.” I say shyly. I probably sound like a child nervously talking to his first crush.
“It’s you.” He says and I hear his deep sigh and it lets me know that he has been eager to talk to me.
“Yes.” It is all I can think to say.
“Meet me at The Platte.” He tells me instead of asking him. I shiver at the authority in his voice. My already hard cock twitches. This man gets to me in a way that no other has been able to.
“What time?” I ask him as I pinch the tip of my cock to get it to behave.
“Seven, don’t be late or I will punish you.” He tells me with a growl to his voice and my body jerks as I cum from just the threat alone. I moan long and my body shudders as the last pulse of cum leaves me and spreads down my leg. I have not done that since I was thirteen with the boy next door, while watching him undress.
“Holy fuck, you just came didn’t you?” He asks in his deep superior voice that I feel compelled to answer.
“Yes, sir.” He groans and I know that I have pleased him with my answer and it makes my cock harden again. It has never done that before. It usually takes time to get it up again. I guess it just takes pleasing this man to do it in a quarter of the time.
“Wear jeans and a t-shirt that will make me smile like the last one.” He tells me. I smile as I remember the shirt I had been wearing. It read, I with a picture of a heart and a picture of a rooster at the bottom. Thankfully, my parents didn’t understand it or maybe they did and didn’t say anything, for which I am forever grateful.
“I will.” I tell him with the perfect shirt in mind. I grin as I think of how he will react. I already know what to wear with it too. I will have Jeremy wanting more.
“What is your name?” He asks. I chuckle as I realize that I never gave it to him.
“Gage.” I say and I hear him repeat it several times before addressing me again.
“I will see you tonight Gage.” He says in his deep, sexy voice, causing a shiver to race down my spine.
“I will see you there.” I tell him before disconnecting the call and letting out a great, shuddering breath. I look down at my damp pants and groan. I can’t believe I did that. I grab a sweater from the backseat and tie it around my waist. I roll my eyes as I check to make sure the dark spot is covered. If I am around Jeremy like this again I should carry a jacket or something. The man is potent.
About Amy Robyn
Amy Robyn is a wife and a mother of three crazy boys. She also has three dogs she considers her children. She is currently living in Louisiana. She loves to sing karaoke and spend time with her family. She enjoys a good happy ending and that carries through in her books.
Other Books By Amy Robyn
Psionics: Gage
Psionics: Aaron
Psionics: Graham
Psionics: Dagger & James
Psionics: Forest
Psionics: Jenna
Psionics: Talon
Anger, Managed
Through The Eyes Of Her Wolf
Shadows: Bryce & Caleb
With Love, Thomas
His Discipline
Guarding His Body
His Christmas Wish
More Than Friends
Help Wanted
The Genius
A Shiver For Dante
Greenwood Pride: Cade & Bree
Greenwood pride: Reno