Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 105667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Day told God to go ahead and let Genesis take the truck home instead of God driving him home and then having to come all the way back. Day’s Explorer was nice and it was hardly used, there was no harm letting Genesis have reliable transportation. The kid was smart, well behaved, and focused so Day didn’t see why he couldn’t be trusted with a set of wheels.
“Jaxson finally left too.” God rolled his eyes. “I thought he’d never stop ribbing Johnson about how bad his Redskins are.”
“So our company is down there alone.” Day wrapped his arms around his man.
“I told them we’d call them up in a second. I just wanted to talk to you first and I’m sure Johnson might want to clarify what this all means to Ronowski too.” God pulled the covers down on the massive bed and then checked the bedside table for the required supplies.
“I’m going downstairs to get them, lover.” Day kissed God on his lips. When he turned, God grabbed Day’s arm and spun him back around. He looked down into his eyes for a few long seconds, neither of them saying a word.
“He’s going to want to fuck you.” God looked at him seriously.
“Babe, if you can’t do this, it’s okay. I’ll send them home right now and tell them this won’t fly.” Day stroked God’s cheek.
“The thing is I want to do this. I just don’t want Johnson falling in love with you again. I mean the guy chased you for damn near three years,” God admitted.
Day pffted at him “He was hardly in love, it was only lust and he chased me because I was convenient. But I’m not concerned now because he’s in love with Ro, and Ro loves him too. Besides, who wouldn’t fall for that gorgeous man? Ronowski is fucking hot like Channing Tatum, but sexy cute like Zac Efron. It’s a damn good combination… he’s got the whole bad-boy-twink thing going.
“Fuck, I know. I want to kiss him and watch those pink lips slide up and down my dick.” God palmed Day’s ass and ground hard against him while voicing his fantasy.
“Fuck. I’ve got to watch that.” Day grinned.
God spun him back around toward the door and popped Day on his ass. “Go get them.”
Day went to the top of the stairs and yelled. “Get your asses up here!”
Johnson led Ronowski up the stairs by his hand. When they reached the top Day gave them a wide grin before leading them to the master bedroom. As soon as they turned the corner Day heard a loud gasp from behind him and he didn’t have to see Ronowski’s face to know why.
God was looking out the window. His long, muscular arms braced on the wall. His back muscles were defined and rolling with each breath. The roaring lion on his back looked as if it was daring anyone to touch it. The four long canines were fully extended, ready to shred something. The coloring was the most breathtaking; the golden-brown hue of the beast’s mane was mixed with streaks of black and gold. The head alone took up the entire right half of God’s wide back.
“Beautiful, isn’t he?” Day stepped aside and let their company enter.
“I never knew that was there,” Ronowski whispered.
“You can touch him, baby boy.” Day smiled.
Ronowski shook his head no. “Umm, no that’s okay. I’ll just look.”
“Come here.” God turned around facing them. His green eyes set on Ronowski. There were multiple other tattoos across God’s chest and various proverbs written in script on his pecs.
Ronowski turned and looked at Johnson who gave his lover a small nod of approval before he walked slowly across the plush carpet. Right before he got to God, Ronowski stopped dead and blurted too loudly that he needed to go to the bathroom. Ronowski scurried across the carpet like someone was chasing him and slammed the door behind him. They all waited a few seconds to see if they would hear the nervous man puking, but after a moment of silence, Johnson headed toward the closed door.
“Let me get him, Johnson,” Day said and went inside the bathroom before Johnson could.
Day locked the door behind him and turned to face Ronowski. His hands were shaking as he repeatedly splashed cold water on his face.
“Ro, you don’t have to do this, honey. It’s supposed to be fun, not put you into cardiac arrest.” Day rubbed Ronowski’s back through his soft, cotton T-shirt.
Ronowski shook off the water droplets and turned in Day’s arms.
“He’s just so fuckin’ big, I mean bigger than Johnson and definitely scarier. If I touch you, how do I know he’s not going to choke the shit out of me?”
Day gave him an incredulous look before saying, “That’s never going to happen.”
Ronowski stared back.
“Again,” Day amended.