Page 18 of Treasuring Michael


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Shifting in my chair, I try to alleviate the erection that’s starting to crop up at just the thought of his dick in my mouth. We’re just getting to know each other. None of that is going to happen right now. Probably not ever since I’m going home and he’s going to Nevada.

“Excited?” I ask, wanting to change the subject and get the conversation back on neutral territory.

Damon pulls in a shaky breath. “Scared.” He meets my eyes and it feels like it’s not something he’s used to doing. His eyes dart to the left every now and then, but they always come back to mine. Then he gets a determined look on his face. “I’ve never been anywhere by myself. My stepbrothers are usually … with me. It’ll be the first time I’m alone. I thought it was what I wanted, but now I’m not so sure.” He seems to deflate right before my eyes. “I’m a twenty-four-year-old man and I don’t think I can be alone in a big city like that. I’m not brave enough.”

“Oh sweetie,” I say, and feel my face heat when his eyes widen. “Sorry.” Clearing my throat, I reach across the table and grasp his hand. “You can do this. Youarebrave. You met up with me twice when you weren’t sure if you could trust me. You are very brave. I think you can do it.”

Again, he flashes that radiant smile and it punches me in the gut. He’s so fucking pretty and his smile disarms me every time.

Giving my hand a squeeze, Damon says, “I guess you’re right. But … I don’t know. I don’t want my first time alone to be in Nevada. Maybe if it was a smaller city here in California. And if I didn’t have so much riding on it.” Damon slaps a hand over his mouth, and I raise an eyebrow at him. “I’m sorry. I don’t normally talk this much. This is the most I’ve said to anyone in a while.”

“I’m glad,” I say, smiling at him. “I like to hear you talk.”

His eyes grow wide. “Me? Why?”

How much do I tell him? Do I tell him everything or hold some things back? I just got him here, just got him to trust me. Maybe a little. And maybe I’ll have time to tell him the rest later.

“I like you.” That’s the short answer, but also leaves so much unsaid.

Again, that beautiful redness crosses his cheeks.

He searches my face for a while and I let him. I want him to see how much I like him.

I’m not sure what he sees, but it must be good, because he gives me a half smile. “Okay. I just … no one really does. I only have a few friends.”

“I can be your friend, Damon.”

He nods, that half smile still in place. He raises his wrist to look at his watch and curses. “I have ten minutes to get back and it’s almost a ten-minute walk. I have to go. Can I see you tomorrow?”

“I leave tomorrow, Damon.”

His smile falls and he drops his eyes. “Yeah, I forgot. Oh, um … okay. Well, you can … text me?”

“Or I can come with you.”

It was a thought as soon as he said he was going to Nevada. An even more urgent thought when he said he was afraid to be there on his own. He’ll be there for two weeks, he said. Two weeks is a long time when you’re afraid of your surroundings.

A sweet, timid man like Damon would be the perfect target for someone who means him harm. He said he’s used to counting on his stepbrothers to keep him safe any other time, and if they’re not going, who will protect him?

Who better than me? I can keep him safe.

And I don’t trust anyone else to keep him safe. He’s mine. I will protect him until he thinks he’s brave enough to do it on his own. Even then, I’ll be there to make sure he’s protected.

Damon gasps, then shakes his head vigorously. “No, you can’t.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why not?”

“Well … you’re um … going home. Don’t you have to work? Don’t you have a … umm … girlfriend to get back to? Someone waiting?”

Is he fishing or just being considerate of my life at home? Either way, I humor him. “No boyfriend or girlfriend at home. I also co-own the company where I work, so I can do what I want. I just need to call my business partner and let him know. But it’s fine. We have a team that can do my job.”

“What do you do?”

My smile broadens. “Security.”

A bark of laughter leaves Damon and I feel warm all over. I heard his soft giggle, but nothing so robust coming from his small body. I like it a lot.

I head over to the nightstand where I have the keys to my rental and a light hoodie. It’s eighty-five degrees outside, but I can’t be seen. “Here, let me give you a ride back to your office. You can think about it on the way. Do you … mind meeting me out front? I have to take the stairs to avoid cameras.”

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