Carter thought he only needed Marcus for hook-ups every now and then till his wedding, only to live his sexual fantasies till he was caged.
Yet, when Marcus stood at the mini bar with his father, talking like he was used to it, Carter felt his heart cartwheeling. All he wanted to do was storm there, claim him by his collar and ask Marcus to kiss him till he couldn't breathe.
His big lonely house felt alive for once. For the very first time, he did not feel like running away.
A soft tug on his pants from little Leanna made him realize the responsibilities both the adults had to fulfill and the inexistence of the choice he was longing for.
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March [ManxMan]
Short Story"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" The month in which there is a lavish wedding about to take two particular hearts by storm.
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