Page 31 of Julien (Confessions 2)

Priest came to a halt in the bedroom doorway. “No, it’s not.”

Robbie nodded and looked over at the bed, where Julien now lay on his side with the sheets pulled up around him.

“I wanted him from the second he turned around and told me that he was stealing my car. Much like I wanted you that day in the elevator.”

Robbie’s head whipped around, and he saw the serious expression on Priest’s face. Priest meant exactly what he’d said.

“It was instant, and powerful. And that’s how I knew it was right.”

“I…uh,” Robbie said, and then forced a gulp of air down his throat. “I never know what to say when you talk to me like that.”

“I know,” Priest said. “Get in bed, princess. Get some sleep. And when you do think of something you want to say, feel free to tell me—anytime. I promise you, I’ll always want to hear it.”

Robbie’s cheeks flushed as he brushed by Priest to go and climb in the side of the bed where he wouldn’t disturb Julien. As he scooted in closer, Robbie wound an arm around Julien’s waist, and Julien immediately took hold of his hand.

Robbie then raised his eyes to find Priest exactly where he said he’d be—sitting in a chair watching over the two of them—and as he drifted off again, Robbie wondered if he’d ever be brave enough to tell both of these men just how hard he was falling for them.

Chapter Nine

CONFESSION

Knowing when to let someone go

is one of the hardest things to do.

Ask anyone who’s had to.

THE FOLLOWING MORNING, Priest was up and ready for work by seven thirty, and was surprised to find Julien dressed and heading out the door for a run. He assured Priest that he was fine, but Julien wasn’t fooling anyone. Something or someone was chasing him this morning, and if Priest had to guess, it was a ghost with long, dark hair.

With time now getting away from him, Priest headed into the bedroom to check on Robbie before he left for the day. Last night had been a lot to take in, and if Robbie was uncomfortable in any way, then Priest wanted to know about it.

As he pushed open the door, he found Robbie naked and sprawled across the middle of their mattress with the sheet kicked off and his face nestled into the pillows.

He was quite the sight, their princess. One that Priest took a moment to admire as he walked closer and said, “Robert?” before gently shaking Robbie’s shoulder.

The sound of his voice must’ve slipped into Robbie’s subconscious, because those longs legs shifted and made Priest want to crawl between them and kiss his way up Robbie’s spine.

As Robbie’s eyes opened and focused on him, the picture he made had Priest’s cock throbbing. His hair was mussed, his eyes still sleepy, and when Robbie ran them down Priest’s suit, a beautiful morning blush bloomed on his cheeks.

“Good morning,” Priest said. “You seem to have slept well once you got back into bed last night.”

Robbie rolled to his back, no longer self-conscious about his nudity as he stretched under Priest’s admiring gaze. “I did. I think it was the nightcap. I feel ah-mazing.”

Priest let his eyes sweep over Robbie to where his morning erection was proclaiming his words to be true. “You look amazing, too. You’re making it difficult to want to leave this morning.”

“Then don’t,” Robbie said, his shyness from the night before having faded as he wrapped a hand around his stiffening length. “Take off that suit and get back in bed with me. Surely a few more minutes couldn’t hurt? You know you want to…”

Priest’s nostrils flared at the arousal he could smell coming from the flirt doing everything in his power to seduce him. “I do want to. But if I get back in that bed with you I’m going to be hours late, not minutes, and I have court today. I actually woke you for a reason. To make sure you’re okay this morning.”

“Don’t I look okay?” Robbie asked, batting his lashes.

“Robert, you look—”

“Too hard to resist?” Robbie suggested, as he widened his legs and offered up an adorable pout. “I sure hope so.”

Priest rubbed his fingers over his chin and tried to squash the lust now clawing at him like a beast—not an easy feat when Robbie seemed determined to drive him out of his mind.

“Julien went for a run this morning and wasn’t sure if you were heading out anywhere before work. He wanted me to let you know that for opening night he has two tables set aside for you.”

“Oh, that’s nice,” Robbie said. “I get to invite some people to show off for. I can do that. I’m really very good at it. In fact, I’m showing off right now. Come back to bed, Joel.”

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