“You have potentially vital information,” Logan exclaimed. “Show it to us now!”
Jase led them to his darkroom. He retrieved a copy of the video files and the pictures he’d taken of Rebecca and her not-date. “These are the pictures.” He handed the envelope over to Logan. He pushed a flash drive into his computer and brought up the file he’d mentioned of Rebecca’s conversation.
“We need copies,” Reynard said. “If I have to, I’ll get a court order.”
“Technically, it’s the family’s property,” Jase said. “You have to ask them or get that court order.”
Reynard nodded and whipped out his cell phone and punched in a number as he paced away from them.
“Did the guy see you when you were watching them make out?” Logan asked. “Did you take any pictures of them?”
“No, he was too busy with Rebecca, and no I didn’t take pictures of them. I didn’t even see him around when I looked back after my call.”
“You need to be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary,” Logan told him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “And you need to let us know the second you see anything no matter how trivial. Call me or Reynard direct. Don’t go through the precinct.”
Now he was a little worried. “I will.”
“Call me anytime, okay?” Reynard said.
Jase nodded. “Okay.”
“Mrs. Claremont said she’d sign a release when she picks up her stuff,” Reynard said. “What time are you leaving tonight?”
“I have a date, so I’m closing on time at six,” Jase answered.
“I’ll be by then to pick the clip up.”
“Alright.” He sighed. “Don’t be late, or you’ll have to get it in the morning.”
“See you later and thanks for the pictures,” Reynard said.
“I didn’t say you could take them,” Jase protested. “I’m not being difficult. My clients expect discretion.”
“I’m trying to solve a murder, not post porn,” Reynard muttered.
“Fine.”
Chapter Five
That shopping spree had been just what he needed, Jase thought as he watched Ennis’s car pull into his driveway later that evening. His heart pounded wildly as he went over the plan one last time in his head. Darik would laugh if he could see him trembling right now.
God, he’d be taunting him for a coward. The plan was simple and it was straightforward enough that if Ennis wasn’t interested all he had to do was stop him before he went too far. He’d be embarrassed, but at least he’d know for sure where he stood.
Jase drew in a breath as the garage door rolled slowly down behind Ennis’s pickup truck. “Get out,” he ordered himself. “This is your chance and Jarrett is nowhere around.” He quickly yanked open the door and leaped out and hurried down the street, hoping Ennis didn’t have a date coming.
He was damned gorgeous with his chocolate skin and short, close-cut curly hair. He could be a living god with those perfect features, his mouth especially.
Jase pulled up short at the edge of Ennis’s driveway as a light came on in the entry. Course Ennis had seen his car. He stood there like a deer in headlights waiting for the front door to open, but it didn’t.
“What am I doing?” he demanded of himself. “I can’t go in there and do this.” He turned around and started back to his car and stopped. “You’re such a wuss. Darik was right. You’re going to end up miserable and married to some dyed blonde who makes you sick knowing you have to wake up to her every morning. I’m not. I can’t.” He jerked around and walked quickly up to Ennis’s front porch.
Jase knocked and waited for a moment. When Ennis didn’t answer, he tried the knob and found the door unlocked.
He was waiting for me? He stepped inside and closed the door, locking it behind him.
The entry was Spartan except for the table next to the door where he spotted a small shell holding a jagged-edged piece of paper. Jase leaned over to peer at it, feeling like a nosy neighbor.
Make yourself at home, Jase. I’ll be out of the shower soon.
Perfect. Jase headed for Ennis’s bedroom, remembering that the kitchen was on the right along with two guest bedrooms while the master was on the left. He prayed he could pull it off, but had serious doubts.
He stepped into the spacious master bedroom and gazed around, eager for some deeper hint into the man he had been attracted to since he was sixteen. He knew almost nothing about the elusive Ennis Wayfaire, but the dark colors and the heavy drapes that should block out the light during the daytime made him wonder if the man was a vampire masquerading as a human.
Would he care?
Hell no. Not in the least, as long as Ennis didn’t reject him. He had wet dreams about him, craved his touch first thing in the morning, and Ennis had never touched him sexually. In fact, he’d treated him like his best friend’s little brother.
But last night. Last night he’d been hard when Jase had touched him.
Maybe… He crossed the room to the heavy, dark wood dresser. There was no mirror attached. The dresser top was neat with a singular wooden box, and a round plate that held keys and a wallet.
“Jase, you should have waited in the den.” Ennis’s dark voice startled him into a gasp.
Jase jerked around and almost swallowed his tongue. Ennis was over six feet, all smooth dark skin and lean hard lines. His broad chest had a bare sprinkling of hair across it and tribal markings scrolled around his upper arms like bracelets.
“Jase, what are you doing here?” Ennis joined him at the dresser and pulled open a drawer of neatly folded briefs and boxer briefs.
“I love a man in briefs,” Jase murmured. “They show off the package so well.”
Ennis snagged a pair of boxer briefs. “You came over to talk underwear?” He pulled them on and Jase watched, groaning as Ennis’s cock lengthened beneath his very gaze. His mouth watered.
“What?”
Ennis threw him an amused look before crossing to the closet. “Cat got your tongue?”
“Uh, I wanted to give you something.” He pulled his cell phone from his pants pocket while Ennis pulled on jeans in the closet.
“What?” Ennis stepped out and met his gaze. Jase looked away.
“Uh, you need to be sitting down first.”
Ennis studied him for a heartbeat and then shrugged. “This better be good, Jase, or I’m going to take you over my knee.” Jase’s butt cheeks tightened involuntarily and Ennis chuckled. “Spanking whore,” he teased. “Maybe if this little surprise is a good one I’ll spank you anyway.”
“Please do,” he said breathlessly.
“Don’t keep me waiting, or you won’t enjoy that spanking.” Ennis sat down on the bench at the end of his bed. “Good enough?”
“Umm, I think that’ll work.” He switched on the music player function on his phone and set it on the bed. Jase’s stomach tightened as Ennis watched him with intense brown eyes going that curious shade of copper. He drew in a deep breath, relaxing and then kicking off his loafers before releasing his hair from its ponytail.
“This is getting interesting,” Ennis murmured, leaning back against the footboard of his Shaker bed.
Jase caught the rhythm of the song and began to move. He’d imagined dancing for Ennis a thousand times when he’d gone out to clubs. Now, he was. So, he let all fear fall away, felt his body relax completely as he became one with the music. With each shake of his hips he moved closer to Ennis.
Jase turned without breaking his rhythm and backed up, body swaying fluidly. Feeling the warmth of Ennis close, he lowered his hips and bounced his butt before dipping it down to rub across the other man’s firm thighs.
“I guess you’ve done this a time or two,” Ennis said and his hands stroked Jase’s thighs while Jase rubbed his back against Ennis’s chest.
Jase pushed to a standing position and worked the buttons of his shirt free before swaying to the beat enticingly. He glanced over his shoulder. “This is my firs
t time.” He turned and unbuttoned his pants and then slowly dragged the zipper down its track without breaking eye contact. His breath whooshed out of him at the pure lust that shone bright in Ennis’s strange eyes.
“Take ’em off, baby,” Ennis urged in a tone thick with arousal.
Jase slowly pushed his pants down, revealing black, lace, crotchless briefs that matched the T-shirt beneath his shirt.
“Sweet boy, what the hell were you thinking coming over here in that?” he asked raggedly.
Jase stepped out of his pants. “I was thinking you’d like them,” he murmured.
“I like.” Ennis’s breathing was rough enough to make Jase smile.
“I hope I’m not wrecking your evening plans.” He turned to move erotically, knowing Ennis would get a clear view of the crack of his ass in the revealing briefs. The sharp intake of breath gave him that extra burst of confidence he needed to turn with a graceful move and straddle Ennis.
He moved erotically, causing their erections to scrape against each other.
Ennis’s hand went to his hip and curved over his ass, palming the curve before giving it a light swat. “I think you have done this before, Jase.”
“Just this time,” he murmured and rose up on his knees and lowered himself to bring their erections into painful contact again. This time he groaned. “Just for you.” He kissed Ennis’s jaw, trailing kisses to his earlobe. “I want you.” He looked down at him, heart stuttering in fear.
Ennis squeezed his ass. “You have no idea what you’re asking,” he murmured then with a groan claimed Jase’s slightly parted lips. His tongue pushed demandingly into his hot mouth, plundering the hot, dark cavern.
Jase groaned and shifted on his lap so he could grind his swollen, throbbing cock against Ennis’s muscular thigh. The friction felt so good against the head of his cock he wanted to explode, and that thought was magnified when Ennis thrust his fingers into his hair and pulled it tight as he drew his head back.
“God,” Jase cried as Ennis drew his tongue over Jase’s throat and licked down to the hollow at its base. Sharp teeth lightly scraped and Jase’s cock pulsed, spitting out pre-cum.
Jase groaned. He was getting high, his head spinning.
“Jase, you’re a delicious morsel.” Ennis’s finger played down the seam of his ass and he bit the side of his throat.
Pleasure shot through him in spite of his aversion to being bitten. “Please,” Jase pleaded. He was on fire from the inside out.
Ennis bit him again. “Please, what?”
“Push your finger inside me.”
“You want me to finger your tight little spot?”
“Yes, please, finger my ass.” He groaned hard as Ennis sucked on his throat. He ground his cock against Ennis’s. He was so close and Ennis thrust against him and sucked harder on his neck. “God, I think I’m going to come,” Jase whispered.
“What the fuck is going on!” Jarrett’s enraged voice exploded over the symphony of heavy breathing and rough moans. “Jase!”
Jase’s heart stopped and the cum boiling in his veins froze as if an arctic wind had blown over him. At the same time, his dick seemed to instantaneously deflate.
His cheeks flamed in pure mortification. He leaped off Ennis’s lap and sprinted to the bathroom.
Jarrett crossed the room in a few strides and punched Ennis in the jaw. “Son of a bitch!”
Chapter Six
Ennis rubbed his jaw and flexed it while the demon smirked inside of him at the human’s reaction to his younger brother’s very carnal nature. “What the hell is your problem?” he demanded.
“You had your hands—” Jarrett screwed up his face in distaste as he waved a hand in the air. “You had your hand someplace it didn’t belong!”
“Why the hell’d you break into my home anyway?” Ennis muttered, more than a little annoyed. The demon had been looking forward to a satisfying feed while he possessed the one man who had the ability to make him hunger for more than sex and energy.
“I saw my brother’s car, and I didn’t break in. I just used that key you gave me when I came over to fix your sink last week.”
“You’re stalking him now? Damn what gives with you, bro?” Ennis asked.
“He didn’t have any business coming by here,” he snapped. “I’m just trying to keep him from doing something crazy.” Jarrett threw another punch but Ennis caught this one inches from his face.
“The first one was a gimme, but I’ll break your fucking hand if you hit me again,” he said coldly, barely managing to keep the demon in check.
Jarrett shoved him. “Keep your filthy hands off him!” he snarled. “He’s not gay. He’s just confused.”
He pushed his friend back. “The only person that’s confused is you,” he retorted. “He knew damn well what he was doing until you broke into my home and wrecked a perfectly good lap dance.”
“He had no business on your lap in those—those panties! Fuck! My brother had on panties.”
“Sexy crotchless briefs that he was perfectly well within his rights to be in, so get over it,” Ennis muttered.
Jarrett’s horrified expression intensified. “You—” He threw another punch and Ennis avoided it deftly, opting not to hurt the human. He was in shock. He’d just seen his baby brother in the throes of passion with another man.
Jarrett glared at him and then stalked across the room to bang on the bathroom door before jerking on the knob. “Jase!”
“I need my clothes, Jarrett.”
Even from where he stood, Ennis heard the misery in Jase’s voice and all he wanted to do was throw Jarrett out and hold Jase through the emotional pain. That was a very dangerous thing, especially since it was as much the demon’s idea as the man’s.
Allowing his demon to indulge its hunger, its craving for Jase, could be a bad idea. A gray spade incubus never fully let go of anything he fell in love with.
“Open the damn door! I’m taking you home,” Jarrett snapped.
“I have my car.”
“That perv who nearly raped you can drive it to your place and catch a cab back,” Jarrett insisted. “I’m not leaving you here with him!”
“Please, stop screaming at me, Jarrett, and just leave. I know you’re disgusted by me, but like Marty said, you’ve known for years.”
“All you need is the right girl,” Jarrett said in a soothing tone. “Mom and Dad know plenty of nice girls they’re dying to hook you up with.”
“Maybe you should go out on one of those dates yourself,” Ennis said, joining him at the door with Jase’s clothes. “You run from every pretty girl that comes onto you.”
“Bastard. I’m not a cock sucker,” he said, poking Ennis with a finger.
“I’m starting to wonder,” he murmured. “That hot little bartender wants you so bad, but all you do is run every time she bats her lashes at you.”
“I’m taking her out tomorrow night.” He sneered.
“Good maybe if you got laid you’d let Jase get some, too,” Ennis said calmly. “Here are your clothes and shoes, Jase.”
He opened the door a crack and their eyes met. Ennis wanted to put Jarrett through a wall when he saw the tears in Jase’s eyes. He clenched his fingers and held the demon back. Jase would be even more upset if they killed his brother.
“You won’t be the one giving it to him,” Jarrett muttered. “Hurry up, Jase.”
Jase took his things and closed the door, locking it behind him.
“Jarrett, let’s go talk this over in the kitchen. You’re embarrassing the hell out of your brother, so let’s give him a minute to pull himself together,” Ennis said. He had to get Jarrett out of there, or his demon was going to kick his ass for treating his brother with such callous disregard.
Jarrett glared at him and Ennis lifted his brows in challenge. “I’ll be in the kitchen when you’re ready to leave,” Jarrett called.
Ennis followed him, and he knew he was lost. The demon had made up his mind what he wan
ted.
* * * *
He had known Jarrett wouldn’t leave without him, but as he rode next to his older brother, Jase found himself fighting back a fresh batch of tears. He’d kept his relationships with other men quiet because of his parents, but he’d thought his brother accepted him just as his friends had. He had no idea Jarrett was so disgusted by him and ashamed of him.
And Ennis, what did he really think? That he was a slut that threw himself at every man he saw?
He hadn’t even tried to get Jarrett to leave so they could at least talk. That would have been enough to soothe his jagged feelings.
“You can’t do this again,” Jarrett said implacably. “You’re not gay. This would break Mom and Dad’s hearts. They’d never speak to you again, so you’re going to straighten up and go out with a nice woman.”
“Straighten up? Jarrett, I’m not a crooked line you can just smooth out.”
“You’re too old to be rebellious! Mom and Dad tolerated this kissing boys shit when you were a kid. Now, you’re a man. Act like one.”
“How is that?” Jase demanded.
“You play doctor with women, not men, damn it,” he snapped. “And look at your neck. Looks like he tried to devour you.”
“What was so wrong with that?” Jase asked angrily. “What’s wrong with him wanting me that much?”
“You just stay away from Ennis. He had his finger up your ass for God’s sake.”
“He would have if you hadn’t so rudely interrupted,” he snapped. “I was about to come and then get fucked.”
“No! I don’t want to hear you say that in relation to a man ever again, or I will tell Mom and Dad about this. Do you really want them to hate you, to never speak to you again?” he demanded as he pulled into the parking lot of Jase’s building.
Jase ripped his seatbelt free. “Goodnight, Jarrett, and thanks for ruining what could have been the best night of my life.” He climbed out and closed the door softly behind him and wrapped his arms around himself as he rushed down the concrete walk beneath the glow of lamps to his apartment.
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