Stone (m/m) **PREVIEW** Camp NaNoWrimo Entry...
I move around from city to city, from coast to coast not because I can, but because I have to. In order to protect him, sweet, shy, and endearingly naïve, Malcolm. I have to do what I have to do to keep him safe and secure. It's always been that way. It's always been my responsibility to make sure people didn't take his kindness for weakness, and use his sweet nature against him. To hurt and molest him before casting him aside like the poor excuses of human filth who called themselves his family.
I've taken care of him ever since he was a kid, and I'd do anything for him. I've proven it time and time again. Now, I've chosen to bring him Seattle, Washington to start a new life afresh. Dusty's Bar and Grill was on the I-5 highway in between Seattle and Shoreline. The Biker Bar needed a bartender, and I already knew my way around a bar, so I applied and got hired for the job.
Steady employment would give us the opportunity to settle down and maybe find some peace in the quiet little town. Shoreline was close enough to the main city where I can get some action if I needed to scratch an itch. But most importantly, it was a place I could keep him safe. Yep, that's my plan, and so far it was turning out to be a sensible one. That was until Malcolm met the bar owner's shy, petite little son, Colby. The young man was simply stunning, with an unfortunate penchant for attracting all kinds of trouble.
For the first time if ever, I find myself at odds with Malcolm and his out right defiance towards me in concerns to that little, blue eyed beauty. He refused listen to reason. He didn't want to see the possible danger the boy poses to our newfound peace of mind and the security atmosphere in our home. While Malcolm's heart was a welcoming one, mine was not. I'm like my name, I'm made out of pure, solid, cold, unyielding stone, or so I thought.