“You okay, Ky?” Ashton
asked, getting down on one knee to look at the subject at hand. “I gotta tell
ya though, you two look great together. I saw you stall when you looked into
his eyes. Amazing color, right?”
“We do not! I did not!” Kyler
swallowed hard. “And I think I only twisted it, that’s all. I’ll be okay, but
can we just go home now? Please.” This big, dark-haired god was about as rude
and obnoxious as all get out. His damn ankle hurt like hell. He looked at the
top of his friend’s head to see it turned, looking at the big, buffed, growly
guy, and gasped when he caught the green eyed beastie eyeing him back.
“Busted!” Ashton said laughing.
“Did you see him looking? He’s so into you. Kyler, trust me okay? I know you do
trust me and that man there?” He pointed at his boss over his shoulder with a
backward thumb, “He’s a really great guy. He’s my boss, actually, but my point
is he’s a Master and you couldn’t be in more capable hands. If you play your
trump cards right he’s one hellova great guy and a perfect master for you.”
"So you say," he
snapped. "Look, I didn’t come here to get hooked up." He paused and admired the man's attributes and
unconsciously licked his lips, "I'm not looking for a Master either and
I'm damn sure not looking for your boss." He nibbled on that lower lip now
and whispered, "He has amazing green eyes, though. Is he always that
difficult?” Kyler whispered to Ashton while he stared at the tall and beautiful
man. He couldn’t help admiring the defined muscles, tall straight posture that
screamed leader. His definite downfall and this man carried every single
attribute he admired in a man.
“He isn’t the easiest boss
in the world. He hollers at everyone.” Ashton commented as Nikolas started a
heated argument with the other Master. “Try working for him. He’s making life
in general really hard on himself. Kyler, look I know you and Nikolas are right
for each other. Just give him a chance. He needs you as badly as you need him.
He just needs that stick that got stuck up his ass removed and you’re just the
guy to do it. I love you both; I just wanna see you happy. Don’t hate me,
okay?”
“Hate you? I loath you
right now, but…” Kyler rolled his eyes at Ashton. Could he really take this one
final leap? What if it all went to shits ville…yet, what if this worked. He
sighed inwardly and he internal banter. He’d planned on leaving after tonight
anyway. Right? “I’m such a fool. Maybe this once…”
Ashton slapped him on the
back, almost toppling Kyler head first off the chair. “You won’t regret it.
You’ll thank me. You’ll see.”
Kyler poke both of
Ashton’s cheeks, “Don’t hold your breath.” He just hoped Ashton was right or
he’d live to regret the day he was born.
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