Page 4 of Havoc
While he liked to believe that he had a sixth sense for people in his community, that didn’t always ring true, and even though Remy felt his intuition was good, he never assumed and always preferred to find out.
“You have a point, and I suppose it can be when you don’t already have a partner at home.”
Remy was prying, wanting to see how much Lawrence would divulge without being too forward. He was asking whether the other man had a partner at home, man or woman.
“Nowthatwould just be distasteful,” Lawrence responded, sitting back in his chair. “Did you come to the wedding alone for the same reason, or did your partner not want to come?”he asked Remy.
“I didn’t have a boyfriend to bring,” Remy responded plainly. “And while I hadn’t come to the wedding with the mindset of potentially starting a new romantic journey or having a wild night in the sheets, I’m not opposed to either.”
Remy watched Lawrence lick his lips, and he was sure it was an unconscious act on the other man’s part.
“The question now is, do you have a boyfriend?”
Lawrence slowly shook his head.”I, unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, depending on how my night goes, do not.”
“And a guarantee that the latter of your two reasons for coming alone will be how you end your night?”
“That would be an excellent night for me and whoever else involved.”
Remy found himself chuckling, turning the empty glass on the tabletop. He was going to respond when Lawrence’s attention turned to Alijah’s parents, and who he assumed was her little brother, as they left. The man looked back at Taila with a glare, who was watching them with her arms folded over her chest.
“It’s about time they left.”Remy heard Lawrence mumble to himself. “I wish I knew what Taila said to them because I know she said something.”
“She did,” Remy informed him. “But maybe you should ask her tomorrow afternoon.”
Lawrence raised an eyebrow at him. “I could ask her tonight.”
Remy nodded slowly. “You could. You could get up from this table, go over there, and ask her. Or,”he started, leaning forward. “You could get up from this table, leave with me, and let me give you that wild night.”
Lawrence smirked at him.”A bit forward, aren’t we, Remy? I don’t even know your last name.”
“We’reboth adults and as long aswe’reconsenting, I don’t see the need to beat around the bush. You also don’t need to know my last name for me to bow your back tonight, but it’s Price.”
Lawrence licked his lips again, and Remy tracked the action. “Hendrix, and I guess you should lead the way then.”
Remy smirked, standing from his chair as Lawrence did the same. He led the way out of the reception hall. With so many people, Remy knew that he wouldn’t be missed, but the other man might since he was part of the wedding party. He wasn’t worried about it; what they did was their business, and Remy planned on doing a hell of a lot.
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Lawrence pulled into the underground parking garage behind Remy. He'd decided to drive his vehicle instead of leaving it at the wedding venue and having questions asked. He watched Remy pull into a parking spot, and Lawrence took the empty one three spaces over.
Getting out of his car, Lawrence found Remy standing by the trunk. The other man held his hand out to him, and Lawrence only hesitated a second before taking it. He was used to being in the opposing role, but he sensed that Remy would not have it that way.
They got onto the elevator, and Remy released his hand to pull a keycard from his wallet. He inserted it into the slot and pressed the button for the top floor.
“Well, aren't you fancy?” Lawrence stated.
Remy chuckled. “I like the idea of having privacy and knowing I'm secure. Cruz is the fancy one since his company was contracted for the system.”
“So, the way Alijah and Kieran's condo is.”
Remy nodded. “Kieran's building was the prototype. When other condo and property owners heard about it, they wanted it.”
When the elevator doors opened, Remy removed the key and led them off and to the left. They passed by a door before coming to one at the end of the hall. Remy unlocked it, tapping the same keycard against the door. He opened it, stepping aside to allow Lawrence to enter first.
As he entered, Lawrence looked around the open space, taking in the décor. It was nice. The living room flowed into the dining room, which in turn flowed into the kitchen. However, there was adistinct separation in each room. The colors decorated them differently, allowing them to stand out on their own but still blend seamlessly together.
“Would you like a drink?”Remy asked, and Lawrence watched as he made his way over to the bar.
