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Cole took the bracelet from Spencer’s shaking fingers and smoothed it onto his wrist.
“It’s a gift from my heart, made with my own two hands.”
Spencer choked on the lump lodged in his throat. He squeezed Cole to him, praying he could feel inside of him what he couldn’t say out loud.
“I hope I’m not pushing you, Spencer. But I didn’t want to be alone tonight, and I didn’t want you to be either.”
“I wanted you here every night since you drove out of the parking lot, Cole.”
“My holiday traditions died with my brother, and yours with your parents. But I think it’s okay for us to want some new ones now. They’d want that for us, don’t you think?”
“I know my parents would.”
Spencer wanted to believe it was all over. He’d endured the pain and come out stronger on the other side. His heart was going to be safe with this new and rare kind of love.
“Come back to New York with me.” Cole hurried to add, “Just for a few days. I cleared my schedule for a week. I want to show you my home, my city. Maybe I can start to enjoy New York during Christmas again. I wanna show you my studio, my art, my new designs.” Cole smiled shyly. “And I want to read the stories you write and fall asleep in your arms listening toSpencer’s Unimaginable Tales.”
“My god, you’re killing me, Cole.” A tear slid down Spencer’s cheek, and he allowed Cole to kiss it away with soft pecks before he worked his way to his trembling lips.
“This sounds like a fantasy—hell, it feels like one,” Spencer declared. “We just met… how can we… what the hell is going on?”
“Shhh, stop talking.”
Cole massaged Spencer’s naked shoulders, his gaze roaming hungrily over his chest to his nipples, which hardened under the scrutiny.
Spencer bit his bottom lip, stepping in closer, his growing cock nudging Cole’s thigh. He nipped at the stubble on his jaw, wanting more of his all-consuming kisses.
He stared into Cole’s eyes, wanting him to see the truth.
“It’s so much and not enough. I want more and more of you until I feel like I’m going to explode. I want this feeling in my chest to keep growing until it fucking terrifies me.”
Spencer was barely able to finish his sentence before he was hefted off his feet. He straddled Cole’s waist and pointed toward his bedroom while he shoved Cole’s heavy coat off his shoulders, then went for his throat.
Cole
It had taken Cole an entire week, but he and his secretaries had managed to clear his schedule for nine days. He wasn’t kidding when he’d told Spencer he wanted him and that he’d be waiting for his call.
His private jet landed three hours ago, and the second he’d seen Spencer’s post in his Facebook group, he told his driver, Axel, to head that way. It’d been perfect timing.
Cole was nervous. He hadn’t been with a man in so long.
Cole held Spencer’s cheeks in his palms, keeping their mouths sealed as shaky fingers went for the buttons on his dress shirt. This wasn’t the sure, cocky server who’d worked him over in the cigar bar last week.Thiswas the real Spencer. Timid, unsure, and quiet.
Cole dragged his lips along Spencer’s temple into his messy hair, waiting for him to finish undressing him.
“You smell so good.” Cole nuzzled Spencer’s throat, inhaling the scent of soap and warm, sleepy nights.
Spencer’s head fell to the side while Cole massaged his shoulders. His beauty had answered the door shirtless, and Cole’s plan to say something charming went right out of his head.
All that tan, supple skin over tight abs with a slim patch of dark hair below his navel made Cole’s mouth water.
He wanted to take Spencer away from this rowdy, crowded building to hisquiethotel room. But the way they were clawing at each other, he didn’t think they’d make it.
“I thought of you every day, every night,” Cole admitted, caressing the strong planes of Spencer’s back.
He pulled him close enough to feel his rapid heartbeat, and explored his sweet lover with his hands, inching lower until he got to the swell of Spencer’s ass. He slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of his thin sweatpants, making his cock pulse with anticipation.
Damn,every inch of him felt like fucking satin.
