An Entourage Love Chapter 15

 

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Chapter 15

Bobby silently cursed when he saw James in bed, covered with a typical cotton white sheet. The house and furnishings sure weren’t up to Tommy’s standards. And that thought was what had Bobby’s head throbbing. Why did it put an ache in his chest to be disappointed he’d missed James getting ready for bed. He loved Tommy with all his heart. He was the only man he should want to see . . . Then again . . . Being attracted to James was natural for him. Right? His kind of supernatural were prone to having up to four mates. That meant he’d be sexually attracted to more than one man at one time. Meant he might even love more than one at a time. Right? He wasn’t going as far to say he loved James. Nope. But hell, he was more than attractive to him, but he wasn’t ready to act on it. Was he? Nope. He’d had one night with Tommy since he found out he wasn’t dead. Needed more time than that. Then again . . . His and James dancing had been amazing and felt right and all that kind of stuff. 

Not like any of that mattered. He’d missed James getting ready for bed. Time for him to do so. “Care if I sleep in my boxers?”

“No, my love.”

Bobby felt James watching him, even though he heard the television playing. Felt nice to know that James had wanted to do to him what he’d longed to do to him. Lord, he was making no sense to his own self. He needed sleep.

He slipped under the cover and wiggled onto his side, putting his arm under the pillow. Breathing filled the air right along with the soft murmor of the television for seveal moments before Bobby sighed and scooted closer to James.

“You can hold me if you want.”

Warm, strong arms slid around him, tugging him right against James’ firm body. They were asleep in mere seconds.

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Bobby woke to the warm arms of James still wrapped around him. Tingles consumed his body, zinging up his arms and up his chest. His head moved forward and his lips were pressed against James before Bobby really knew what was happening, but he wouldn’t say he disagreed with his action. It was a firm soft, gentle, short lived kiss, but it did the job of waking James up.

“Liked that wake up.” James’ gruffy morning voice was sexier than anything Bobby ever heard. “But I loved waking up to you in my arms more. May I kiss you back?”

“Would like that.” 

And he more than did. Those warm soft lips he’d gotten a taste of was heaven when they lingered a bit longer against his, which gave him time to part his lips as an offering for James to deepen the kiss. James tongue dove in quick and retreated as fast. Wasn’t a long, hard passionate, but it spoke volumes. And Bobby tangling his tongue with James’ when his tongue returned a second time answered James. Soon as the kiss ended and they leaned their heads against one another to gain their breaths, James asked him if he was ready to get some breakfast.