The Dragon’s Flight: Gay Paranormal Romance
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Rick stared, not able to comprehend Daryl’s hesitation. He lurched upright, snatching the phone from Daryl’s hand and shouting into it.
“He says yes. A resounding yes, my good sir,” Rick cried out.
Daryl could only laugh at the stammered response on the other line.
“Uh, that’s great,” the officer said warily, “but it’d be good to hear it from Pretty Boy himself. Wait…are we interrupting something?”
“Yes!” Daryl and Rick said simultaneously. “Yes, I mean, to the job offer. I’ll do it. I’ll be chief,” Daryl amended, shooting Rick a look.
“I was referencing the other thing, but,” Rick began.
He was cut off by an uncomfortable laugh. “Okay, okay. More than I need to know. We’ll see you bright and early tomorrow, Pretty Boy. I mean…Chief Pretty Boy.”
The line went dead. Daryl stared at the phone, eyes wide with delight as he tried to process what had just happened.
“Chief Pretty Boy,” Rick mused. “I like the sound of that. As long as those guys know you’re my pretty boy.”
Daryl rolled his eyes, tossing the phone aside and crawling back into bed.
“Now, Chief,” Rick said in a playful voice. “If memory serves right, you have a criminal that deserves punishment on your hands. How are you going to deal with this, as your first act of Chiefhood?”
Daryl flashed him a wicked smile. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you. And this… this will definitely be held against you as well.” Daryl pressed his length against Rick’s back.
Their lips met once more, and Rick could only wonder what the future would hold for them. Though, if things continued at the rate they were, it would be just fine.
Better than fine.
The End