Page 30 of The King of Halloween
It was Adam who caught his breath first. He gave a snarl at Logan, “No. Usually, if I’m covered in sticky goo and clinging to a man…” He leveled his gaze right at Raj. “…I enjoy it.”
You didn’t object to my cock between your asscheeks.
Every year of his life taught him to only think that cutting remark, but his tongue thundered to unleash it. To point out that if being under him was so horrific, why did Adam grab his arms? Why did he grind back as if they were about to strip and make better use of that caramel?
“Hey, man?” Logan dropped an arm over Raj’s shoulder and stared at him from the side. “You okay?”
He couldn’t trust himself to speak and just nodded. Everything was peaches and cream.
Damn it. Why did I think of cream?
People were finally coming to and rising from the wreckage. He caught the other table trying to pick up their apples in the mud. People who’d been here to watch the spectacle ran up to either gather apples or nick them. A five-pound box of sprinkles had exploded, covering the dirt in a mess of purple, green, and orange. The mayor paced back and forth, both hands clamped to his ears. “Who is responsible for this disaster?” he cried out.
Adam and Raj looked at each other, their eyes flared, and they shouted at the same time. “He is!”
“Me?” Adam mocked.
“You ripped my crock pot out of the wall,” Raj stormed, squaring up.
Adam mimicked him, his legs wide. “After you stole my caramel.”
“Because you nicked my apples!”
“Those were my apples!”
A chest pushed into Raj’s, then a finger flew in his face. “They were mine, in my box, right there!” He tried to turn to point to where his station had been, but in their rage, the two of them had walked closer. Once again, the caramel ensnared them.
“Damn it.” Raj gritted his teeth and fought to escape. Clinging to the table wasn’t working.
“Oh, you fu…duging words I can’t say right now!” Adam cried out.
He didn’t have a choice. Looking past the man who was about to bite his head off, Raj dug his palm into Adam’s shoulder. The heavy groaning froze. Only quick breaths erupted from Adam as Raj pushed off of him to break free.
“I’ve almost…” Raj leaned back, certain he finally had it.
Out of nowhere, a knife flashed before his eyes. He yelped and almost went rushing back to Adam. Silver cut down, slicing apart the caramel bonds. They’d both been pulling so hard, they flew back. Adam slammed into his box of apples and fell on his ass. Raj landed on Logan, who was quick to catch him.
“Honestly!” an old lady huffed. She still held the knife in her hands as she glared at Raj, then her son. “You’re both acting like children.”
“I am not,” Adam said, and his mother stared at him. “That doesn’t count. He…” Whatever hate he intended to spit at Raj faded. Instead, Adam spun around and worked back to his feet.
“What are we going to do? These apples are ruined?” the mayor cried out.
“You can salvage most of them,” Adam said. He peered over at the ones he’d made, most of them smashed to pieces inside their cellophane. “Probably not those.”
“This is your doing, Stein!” The mayor jerked an accusing finger at his caramel-coated chest, and Adam shrugged it off. “Because of you, we can’t sell apples. The Halloween committee will go broke. We’ll have to cancel everything!”
“Please. This was what, maybe two percent of the budget. Just dip into the rainy day fund. You’ve got plenty shored up there.”
“That’s not what it’s for,” the mayor thundered to the masses fighting to rise. Many were glaring at Adam, sure, but quite a few cast the stink eye at the newest resident.
Damn it. All Raj wanted was to join in the fun. But he had to fall for Adam’s shit.So he’s made his own damn haunt, knowing it would kneecap ours. Ruin our opening days. Maybe even run us out of business…
Anger flared through his regret. The longer he stared at Adam, the hotter it burned. Grab that tousled, wild hair. Wrench his head back. Glare into those silvery-blue eyes, then kiss that smirk off his juicy, sculpted lips.
As if reading his mind, Adam tossed his head away from the mayor and stared right into Raj’s soul. He cocked his hip, daring him to do so much more than bite that smile. Kissing him wouldn’t banish that smirk. No, he’d keep it up, dare Raj to do more. But if he sucked that cock down his throat, Adam would fall apart at those tailored seams. For a brief moment, Adam’s eyes flickered down Raj’s body, and he bit his lip.
“I…” A panicked squeak broke through Raj’s wall.
