Page 42 of Just a Bit Guarded

Will pinched the bridge of his nose. “I can’t leave without handing in a two-week notice, Scott. I’m his bodyguard. He was nearly kidnapped tonight.” There was also the fact that they had been possibly followed home by two men—different men from the ones who had attempted to kidnap Gadiel. Will hadn’t told Gadiel about it because he didn’t want to needlessly worry him after the kidnapping attempt. The kid had been shaken enough already, and it could have been nothing. The men hadn’t been very obvious—they could have been innocent passers-by who had just happened to be going the same way too. But they might not have been. Will couldn’t leave him unprotected.Thatwas why he couldn’t leave yet. Perfectly reasonable.

His cousin sighed. “Fine. I’m buying tickets for us now though. For a flight back in exactly two weeks.”

When he hung up, Will stared at the ceiling unseeingly, trying to ignore the knot of unease in stomach.

Two weeks.

Look at me, Gadiel’s soft voice sounded in his ears.

Will shuddered, his hand clenching into a fist when his spent cock twitched.

He needed to put what had happened out of his mind. It had been just a one-off. Of course it was. He was straight. He loved women, not men, no matter how pretty they were. He loved women’s pussies, their pliant bodies and soft curves.

Wrapping his hand around his cock, Will stroked it slowly, imagining a pretty woman under him. A blonde—he’d always liked blondes. But the golden locks kept shifting into dark ones, so he gave up. A brunette it was. Her tits would bounce enticingly as he thrust into her, her blue eyes glazed with lust.

Look at me,she would say, sharp fingernails digging into Will’s buttocks as he fucked her hard.

So Will did. He stared at that beautiful face, into those needy blue eyes, her full, bouncing tits and bouncing cock—

He came into his hand, cursing under his breath.

***

He had intended to tell Gadiel that he was leaving first thing in the morning.

But he’d fallen asleep close to dawn, after tossing and turning in bed for hours, and for the first time in his adult life, Willoverslept. By the time he woke up it was nearly ten, and Gadiel was gone already.

There was a message from him.

You were sleeping so deeply I didn’t have the heart to wake you up. Don’t worry, I’m going straight to Zain’s place and he has a lot of bodyguards. I’ll be perfectly safe!

The message had been sent nearly two hours ago.

Swearing, Will strode to the bathroom. He finished his morning routine in record time, but it did nothing to quell his anxiety. He should have told Gadiel about the two men possibly following them home last night.

And now Gadiel wasn’t picking up his phone.

Buttoning up his shirt quickly, Will called Zain. He wasn’t picking up, either. That didn’t help his anxiety at all. His lack of composure surprised him. He usually didn’t have any trouble keeping a cool head at work. This wasn’t fucking normal.

Putting his gun into his holster, he strode toward the elevator—when it suddenly opened to reveal Gadiel.

Will came to an abrupt halt, his stomach dropping as he noticed the red-rimmed eyes and wet eyelashes. He had been crying. “Gadiel?”

Gadiel looked at him with wide, lost eyes on his terribly blank face before his expression suddenly crumpled. In the next moment, he was colliding into Will’s chest and burying his face against his neck.

“What is it?” Will said urgently, running his hands over Gadiel’s body, checking for any injuries. “What’s wrong, baby?” But there was nothing. He didn’t seem harmed in any way. At least not physically.

“He lied,” Gadiel said, his voice very small.

“Who?”

“Zain,” Gadiel whispered against his neck. “He’s been lying to me. I thought—for years, I thought I was alone in this—I felt so alone and wrong—but I just walked in on my brother in bed with a guy.”

Will winced.

“He neversaidanything,” Gadiel said, his voice somewhere between a furious hiss and a shaky whisper. “All those times I tried to talk to him about my struggles, he never said anything! If I knew he was like me—if—” His voice cracked and broke.

Christ.

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