as he escorted him to the bathroom.
“My doctor will be here soon to check your wounds. Besides the cuts in your arm
and your side, you have some cracked ribs. But he‟s repaired everything and expects
you to make a full recovery quickly. Are you in much pain? I‟d prefer not to give you
another painkiller until he‟s seen you.”
“I‟m fine.” The man‟s slow steps and tense face belied his words. He closed the
bathroom door behind him.
Andreas stood there until he heard the splash of urine hitting the toilet, then
quickly moved away, giving him privacy. He was ashamed at the stab of lust he felt at
his mental image of Jabez with his cock in his hand, pouring a stream like a fountain.
Why had he really brought the fighter home? His offer of legitimate employment
was true. He did want to learn self-defense moves, but he couldn‟t pretend he didn‟t
have secret hopes of something else happening between them.
Jabez was handsome, sexy, and utterly desirable, but he was a human being, not a
sex toy. Andreas must keep his desire hidden while he built the other man‟s trust in
him. For the first time in perhaps his entire life, he couldn‟t have exactly what he
wanted when he wanted it.
When his guest emerged from the bathroom, Andreas motioned him to the chair
by the window. “Why don‟t you take in the view while you eat? It‟s a beautiful day.”
Jabez obediently shuffled across the room and lowered himself into the chair.
Andreas fetched the tray and brought it to him.
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“I didn‟t know what you‟d want to eat, so there‟s a little of everything here,” he
said as he uncovered the dishes on the tray and sat down in another chair. Mrs. Gamble
had prepared eggs several different ways, pancakes, toast, and various breakfast meats,
but Andreas had cut up the fruit himself.
Jabez began to eat, moving methodically from plate to plate and consuming
everything on each one. Andreas watched in amazement. The array was intended to
give him choices, but the man consumed every last item without pausing or taking a
break to look out the window. In less than ten minutes he was finished. He set the tray
on the small table near him and gave a resounding belch.
“Still hungry? Do you want more?” Andreas could barely suppress the sarcasm in
his question.
Hearing his amusement, Jabez glanced at him with a slight softening of his lips
that was almost a smile. “No.” He looked out the window at the garden and the yard
beyond.
“My house is a little way outside the city,” Andreas said. “I used to have an
apartment in town but decided I needed to get away from the noise and create some
serenity. This is my little oasis. If the doctor says it‟s all right, you can sit out in the
garden for a while this afternoon.”
His new employee‟s silence made him feel the urge to talk more to fill the void,
but Andreas squelched the desire. Jabez wasn‟t going to speak if he kept babbling, so he
turned the tables and questioned him.
“Can you tell me a little bit about your life before you started fighting?” Andreas
studied his profile as Jabez stared out the window. His jaw was sharp and angular and
covered by a day‟s growth of stubble. Sexy hollows underlined his cheekbones, and the
jut of his brow shaded his brooding eyes. His lips were a straight line, but the lower one
had a lush fullness that prevented total severity.
“I‟m not trying to pry, but I‟d like to know a little more about you,” Andreas
prompted softly. “And you can ask me anything you want too. If we‟re going to work
together, we should get to know each other.”
Jabez turned his head slowly, almost regally, and stared into his eyes. “All right, I
have a question. Did you like the blowjob I gave you?”
There was so much barely suppressed anger in him Andreas could almost feel him
quivering with it. Reiterating that his visit had been an unasked for gift from a friend