Page 48 of Simply Perfection
“No, but I did want to talk to you without the others listening in. Did everything really go okay today? Ryan sensed nothing outof the ordinary? No creepy feelings, like the ones when you walk home sometimes?”
“How did you—”
“Bello, when you show up at Niall’s or my place, you’re always tense until we ply you with kisses or fuck you into a stupor. On the nights you go back to your place, you call us, and Iamtrained to notice stress in a person’s voice. I haven’t said anything because I’d hoped you would come to us of your own free will. You say you love us, but love means trust, and clearly you don’t trust us. Therefore, I have to question whether you truly do—” Trevor heart plummeted to the base of his chest faster than a free-falling elevator.
“No!” He rushed Matt, his arms snaked around Matt’s waist and squeezed with all the strength in his body. “I love you! Both of you. It was never a matter of trust. I had nothing concrete to prove something was wrong. Until that video turned up, I’d convinced myself that my paranoia was because of those scary movies the two of you have got me watching. Instead of dealing with it on my own, I asked the captain for help, and I was honest with you. Doesn’t that count?”
Trevor stretched on his toes and plastered his mouth to Matt’s. Desperation clung to his lips, and Trevor poured every ounce of love for both his men into the touch.
“Please, Matt, please don’t give up on me,” he pled.
Matt’s fingers traced Trevor’s cheeks then buried themselves in Trevor’s hair. “Oh,bello. We’re not giving up on you. We love you. You belong to us. Our frustration stemmed from your silence. Both Niall and I knew something was wrong, but we couldn’t get you to talk about it. We had no idea what was going on in your head. AndWhere the Wild Things Arewasn’t a scary movie.”
“Maybe not scary, but it was all dark and depressing,” Trevor pouted.
Matt’s arms held Trevor tight against his chest, and a small sigh escaped. There was nothing like the feel of Matt’s body against him. So much bigger and stronger, and yet each touch gentle and filled with love. All that was missing was Niall pressed against Trevor’s back.
Their idyllic bubble burst when a piercing siren filled the room and a bright strobe flashed above the doorway.
“Move it, Trevor! We’re outta here.”
Trevor dashed for the door. Matt got behind him and herded him toward the front of the pub. Other patrons had their hands covering their ears as they tried to get out the door.
Trevor’s head jerked as a high pitch scream broke through the sound of the alarm. Trevor’s fingers slid out of Matt’s hand as a large man shoved his way between them.
“Matt!”
The wall beside Trevor opened, and he was yanked into darkness. A sharp pain pierced Trevor’s neck, and the blackness swallowed him whole.
“Trevor!”
“Sir, you need to leave.” the bartender tried to usher Matt toward the front door.
Matt’s head echoed with the sound of the fire alarm, and his heart beat frantically in his chest. Where’d Trevor go? He’d been right behind him!
“No, my partner’s gone. He was right behind me. I won’t leave.”
“Sir, you have to. It’s code. I’m sure he’s outside waiting—”
“You don’t understand! He’s—”
“Matt!” Ryan came running up to them. “Where’s Trevor?”
“I don’t know. His hand was in mine, then we got shoved apart, and when I turned around he was gone.”
“Sirs, I’m telling you to leave now!”
Ryan flashed his badge at the bartender. “FBI. We have a possible abduction in progress. I’d bet the alarm is a diversionary tactic. Where are all your exits?” The bartender went mute, his face slack.
“Now! Where are the exits?” Ryan shouted over the alarm.
One arm shot out toward the hallway. “Back door is that way.”
“Nothing else? What about a basement? Where do you store all your stock?”
“Through here!”
Matt and Ryan followed the quick steps of the bartender. He pulled out a set of keys, and as he went to insert them in the lock, the door swung open.
