Home of His Own by T. Chase (small books to read .txt) 📕

Taking a deep breath, he caught Brody’s spicy scent right before two arms wrapped around his waist and he was surrounded by warmth.

“I’m glad you could fly out,” he admitted, relaxing back against his lover.

“So am I. Yancey could have looked at the ranches Les’ real estate agent wanted to show us. I trust his judgment and yours for that matter.” Brody nuzzled Tony’s ear. “It gave me one more reason to come for a visit.”

“You must be racking up the miles.” He tilted his head, giving Brody more access to his skin.

“Don’t mind. Not if it means I get to see you at the end.”

Tony shivered. It turned him on to know Brody was so into him that Brody would travel hundreds of miles to see him.

A laugh drew his attention. He nodded to where Yancey and Juan were silhouetted by the afternoon sun. Brody chuckled. Yancey embraced Juan much like Brody was doing with Tony. Juan was pointing something out to Yancey.

“Do you remember what it was like being in love for the first time?” Brody’s question was soft.

Tony shrugged. “It was the most agonizing time of my life.”

“Really?” Brody sounded surprised. “It was exhilarating for me. I’d finally found someone who was like me. I wasn’t a freak. It was the best month of my teenage years.”

Tony shifted, trying to move away. He didn’t want to discuss the first boy he loved.

As far as he was concerned, no one else needed to know about his relationship with Luis.

“I’m glad you had a good experience. Not everyone is so lucky.” He tried to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

“What happened, Tony?” Brody sucked on the sensitive skin behind his ear.

“I don’t want to talk about it. Let’s just leave it with the fact that it scarred me for life and move on.” He turned, wrapped his arms around Brody’s neck and said, “Why don’t we talk about the hot guy I’m in lust with now?”

The minute the words came out of his mouth, he felt the deceit in them. He didn’t just lust after Brody. He loved the man and it scared him a little. As much as he’d made comments about finding the kind of love Randy and Les had, he never believed he would.

Who knew a one-night stand would end up being a man he could spend the rest of his life with?

Brody smiled at him. “I’ll let it slide for now, but we will be talking about it again.”

There were ways to keep Brody distracted enough for as long as it took for the man to forget about Tony’s disastrous first love.

“Do you think they’ve had sex yet?” Brody nodded out towards the younger men.

Tony shook his head. “No. Yancey wouldn’t do that. He’ll wait.”

“Why? They’re young and think they’re in love. Straight teenagers would be having sex every chance they got.” Brody frowned.

“And we haven’t done anything to make them think sex is bad, but Yancey is an adult. Juan isn’t. It’s as simple as that.” Tony rested his hand on Brody’s chest.

“Yancey’s not an adult.”

Brody’s weak protest made Tony chuckle.

“He’s eighteen, Brody, plus he’s done more illegal things than you and I combined.

Your brother isn’t going to risk anything by rushing into sex.” Tony shook his head.

“Besides as much as Juan might love him, my nephew isn’t ready for anything that serious.”

“How do you know that?” Brody asked.

Tony pushed on the wide chest in front of him, making Brody back up into the house. Les and Randy had disappeared into their bedroom shortly after lunch, so he wasn’t worried about running into them.

“Trust me. I know.”

He waited until they were inside the mud room before he wrapped one arm around Brody’s neck and drew the man’s mouth down to his. Tony’s shoulder ached and he was glad he decided to take two weeks off. He would have to get back on tour soon though.

Can’t let the other riders get a lead on him. Brody’s tongue teasing his drove any other thoughts out of his mind.

Stroking his tongue behind Brody’s front teeth, he enjoyed the shivers wracking Brody’s body. He wormed his way under Brody’s shirt and rested his hands against Brody’s warm skin.

“Shit. Your hands are cold.” Brody jerked.

Tony grinned and winked. “I know how to warm them up.”

“Do you now? Don’t you have something to do? Like ride a bull or something?”

He reached down and palmed Brody’s erection through his jeans. “Oh, I know a bull I’d like to ride and it doesn’t involve leaving the house.”

“H-m-m-m…” Brody groaned and dragged him down the hallway towards their bedroom.

He grinned. There was no better way to spend a chilly afternoon than in the arms of a gorgeous man.

* * * *

Later that night

The doorbell rang as Tony started to cross the hall into the living room. “I’ll get it,”

he yelled.

His mouth fell open when he saw his sister, Angelina, standing on the porch.

“Did you know?” Accusation and devastation warred in her eyes.

“Know what?” A sinking feeling in his stomach suggested he might have a clue.

“About Luis?” She glared at him, her hands clutching her purse.

He sighed and dropped his gaze for a moment. Tony didn’t want to talk about it.

He’d moved beyond the bad memories of the past.

“You did know.”

Her voice held defeat. Tony looked up to see tears running down her cheeks. He pushed the door open wider, gesturing for her to come inside.

“We aren’t going to discuss this on the porch. I’ll tell you everything you think you want to hear.”

Angelina entered and handed him her coat and purse.

“Tony, who’s at the door?”

Tony cringed when Brody came out into the hallway. Angelina gasped and Brody frowned at him.

“Brody, this is my older sister, Angelina Martinez. Angelina, this is my lover, Brody MacCafferty.” He’d be damned if he denied who Brody was.

“It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Martinez.” Brody offered his hand while shooting a puzzled gaze at Tony.

Tony figured she would refuse to touch Brody, but he was