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Roman swallowed audibly, and the mood changed, becoming charged. “I wouldn’t mind that either.” He sounded hoarse.
“Maybe we could do that when I get home Friday?”
“It’s a deal.”
“I miss you,” Caleb blurted, then immediately regretted it. Even though it was true, their relationship wasn’t in that phase yet. If it ever would be. After all, Roman had been honest that it could never be more than sex.
“I miss you too,” Roman said softly, and Caleb’s heart skipped a beat.
“You do?”
“Yeah. And I’m as surprised as you are.”
“Roman…Sir…”
“We’ll talk when you get home for the weekend, okay?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Stay safe, you hear me?”
“I promise.”
“And call me again tomorrow.”
As the week slowly passed, it became their new routine. Caleb worked, came home, ate, and called Wander. Then he called Roman, and they talked, each topic a stepping stone across the expanse between them. Books—Roman’s love for gritty crime novels versus Caleb’s preference for nonfiction. Sports—debating the latest game, plays dissected with fervor. Politics—a minefield navigated with care, opinions clashing and melding.
On the surface, they may not have had much in common, but they found new connections every day. They talked about everything except the case, as if by unspoken agreement. Caleb reported to Wander, but he never told Roman about the details of his job for Coldrick Law.
“Thinking of you keeps me sane,” Caleb said.
“Likewise. I can’t wait for you to come home.”
“Home…” A pang of longing shot through Caleb, sharp and sweet. “Only two more days.”
“Bedtime?” Roman finally suggested, the question a caress against Caleb’s ear.
“Yeah.” Caleb’s reply was a whisper of surrender. “Stay on the line?”
“Always.”
Phones tucked beneath pillows, they lay in separate beds miles apart, but their voices bridged the distance. A lullaby of presence, a promise in the dark. Words faded to murmurs, then to breaths, synchronized in sleep.
But Caleb knew he wasn’t merely falling asleep with Roman. He was falling in love.
Deeply.
Irrevocably.
Friday afternoon, he headed out straight from work. It had cost him a fortune to park for the day, but he hadn’t wanted to waste an hour commuting back to Miguel’s first, so he already had his packed duffel in his car.
Caleb slid behind the wheel and started the boring but reliable Subaru, cranking the heat up to max. The rental might not be sexy, but it did come with a lot more features than his old Toyota. One day, he’d have the money for a new car with heated seats and maybe even a heated steering wheel, but for now, this was a nice luxury. Plus, the bottle of Coke he’d put in his car that morning was perfectly cold, and he took a few big gulps before starting his drive.
Miles unfurled like ribbons of asphalt, the car eating them up one by one. Caleb’s mind danced ahead, picturing Roman’s embrace, the solidity of his body, the faint scent of his cologne that Caleb had come to associate with safety, with desire. The image of Roman, impeccably dressed in those tailored suits that hugged his form just right, flickered behind his eyelids.
Anticipation coiled tighter within him, a visceral ache that wouldn’t be eased until he was back at the mansion, until he was kneeling at Roman’s feet, surrendering to the command in those brown eyes. He wanted to feel Roman’s hand against his skin, see the imprint it would leave behind. Hear his voice telling Caleb what to do. Taste the man’s cum on his tongue. Ache for a day after a good dicking. He wanted all of him.
But most of all, he wanted his heart.
