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*Connected to Lovestruck. Occurs a few months after Lovestruck ends*
Synopsis: Patrick Medcaff is a thirty-something blue collar worker trying to make ends meet in Manhattan. He dreams of owning a condo, and in order to do that he has to work a part-time job along with his full time job as a handyman at the ritzy St. Jennings hotel. Patrick will be the newest addition to the New York City College janitorial staff where he is introduced to the shark looking handsome Dean of the Economics department, Christian Jennings.
When Christian and Patrick meet, sparks fly between the two. Patrick thinks nothing can come out of their attraction because Christian is a college graduate who comes from an affluent family made of money, while he barely has two pennies to rub together. Christian, on the other hand, can't get Patrick off his mind, and will prove that although they are opposites in every way, their desires for one another can't be ignored.
Soon these two are embarking on a secret love affair. But when an ex-boyfriend of Patrick’s comes back to claim him, Christian will do whatever he can to keep Patrick as his own.
Excerpt...
“Let me be blunt here. What the hell is going on, Jennings? Is this the wine talking or are you just horny and need some random guy to get you off?”
Christian frowned and removed his hand. “I take offense to that. I’m not trolling at some bathhouse looking to get my rocks off.” He glanced around the crowded room. “You can’t deny there’s something going on between us. I felt it from the moment we met in my office.”
“I think it’s the wine talking. I’m not available for what you want. I don’t have...listen, I’m getting out of a bad relationship and need time to mourn. Okay?”
Christian gave Patrick a pointed stare and raised an eyebrow. “Really?
I think that’s an excuse. You can’t tell me you don’t feel our attraction for each other.”
Help me...Patrick was at a loss for words. He was ready to explode and his heart was racing. And it wasn’t helping how Christian kept looking at him like he wanted to lick him from head and toe. When Christian moved forward and inserted his knee close against his crotch, Patrick couldn’t take it any longer. He needed a moment before he reached across the table and started kissing the life out of this man who made him feel way off center.
“I need to go to the bathroom. Excuse me.” Patrick slid out of the booth. Christian held out his hand as if he was going to stop him, but Patrick moved away before Christian could. He left Christian sitting there alone.
As he made his way to the bathroom, he spotted the exit door through which Tonya had made her escape.
He pushed open the door and walked out into a dark alley. Taking a quick look around to see if he was alone, he moved further down until he was on the other side of an out-of-order phone booth and leaned against the brick wall. He closed his eyes, took some deep breaths and cupped his crotch. The slight cool autumn air ruffled his hair. He couldn’t believe he was actually considering it, but maybe if he walked deeper into the alley and took a few minutes to he make himself come, he’d be more in control around Christian.
He opened his eyes when he heard the back door open and the muffled sounds of music vibrated around him. The door closed with a bang and footsteps shuffled over the pavement.
“Patrick?”
Patrick knew there was no use in keeping quiet. Christian would find him soon enough. “Over here.”
“Are you feeling well?” Christian walked over and stood in front of him.
Patrick sighed. “How did you know I was out here?”
“I watched you leave. Are you feeling okay?” Christian gave Patrick’s shoulder a light squeeze.
Patrick swallowed and looked down at Christian’s grip. He was silent as Christian thumb brushed over his collar bone. He let out a soft moan.
“I’m not feeling too hot.”
The corner of Christian’s top lip lifted. “I think I know what can make you feel better.
“What I need is—”
Christian pressed his mouth against Patrick’s and slid his tongue into his mouth. Patrick gasped.
Patrick spread his fingers across Christian’s chest. Christian grabbed him around the neck and pressed him over and against the side of the old rusted phone booth. Christian’s knee went into between Patrick’s legs and bumped against Patrick’s groin.
Oh my god. He’s kissing me! Patrick stood there in shock. He moaned again when Christian swiped the inside of his mouth with his tongue.
“Kiss me back, damn it,” Christian ordered against Patrick’s mouth and bit down on his bottom lip.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Patrick whispered and moaned as Christian rubbed up against him.
“Just...a few...minutes. Okay?” Christian said in between eager kisses.
Ah, why not? Patrick inhaled, wrapped his arms around the older man and stuck out his tongue to play with Christian’s.
