This is an excerpt of something Bronwyn and I are working on together. Sneak peek. You saw it here first!
(Please note that this is an unedited Excerpt)
WIP Excerpt
He decided to walk as the air eased his
aches just a little and the sounds of the city around him calmed his nerves. He
stuck his hands in the pockets of his hoodie to warm them. There was a slight
chill in the air even though the sun was out. The nearest café was just two
blocks away, easy walking distance from his apartment.
He had his head down and didn’t lift it
even when he heard a horn beep. That was a common enough sound in the city and
didn’t necessarily mean it was meant for him.
It wasn’t until a second later, when he
heard his name being shouted, that he finally looked up. Scott had the window
down on the passenger’s side of the car.
“What are you doing, babe? Need a ride
somewhere,” Scott asked.
Johan hesitated to even answer. The only
thing that was going through his mind was the picture Scott made last night
with his condom covered cock waving around like a damn flag as he tried to
explain himself.
How were they supposed to come back from
that? It seemed impossible now that he was looking at Scott, who happened to be
fully clothed at alone in the car at the moment. All Johan saw was how Scott
was yesterday.
“Naw, I’d rather walk,” Johan said. He
watched as Scott’s window went up. Johan sighed and turned, walking away from
his ex-whatever-the-hell-they-were. Ex-friend probably described them best.
After all, they were friends for several years before they decided to start
dating. Not best friends or anything, but still close enough that they hung out
on occasion. Mostly, the hanging out part had included Vince. They were both
better friends with Vince then they were with each other.
He thought this little encounter with Scott
was finished. Seeing him the morning after, what he was starting to refer to as
‘the incident’, was probably too soon anyway. But he heard a car door slam shut
and then Scott said, “Wait up, Babe.”
He might have told Scott he would sleep on
it and think about things. Instead, he had drunk way more than he should after
‘the incident’ and didn’t think about Scott at all, except for the mental
snapshot he took of the man in his mind climbing off of Hank. The little shit.
Johan stopped just long enough for Scott to
catch up with him.
“I was coming to your apartment to see
you,” Scott said as he walked beside him. Scott tried to take his hand, but
Johan pulled away, putting it in the pocket of his hoodie. Scott sighed, but
didn’t say anything.
“I wasn’t home.”
Scott didn’t say anything for the longest
time. The silence was uncomfortable as the turned the corner for the small café.
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