Page 22 of All Night Long

Standing, Henry winced when he felt Gray’s come slip from his ass. He needed another shower and this time he was going to refuse to let that vampire anywhere near him. He didn’t care if it made him feel sick. He was so done with him.

Who fucked his supposed mate and then disappeared the way Gray had done? Talk about making Henry feel like a piece of shit. Like he was good enough to fuck, and that was it. He’d had better interactions when he’d had one-night stands. At least there had been some form of mutual understanding between him and the man he was with. Gray took what he wanted, then disappeared. Literally.

Henry stomped into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Once it was warm enough, he stepped under it and made a point to clean his ass first, removing all traces of his so-called mate.Then he scrubbed his skin all over just to make sure nothing about Gray remained on his body.

“Should have kicked the fucker out, but no. My dick decided it needed another round, and me being the dumb shit that I am, went along with it, and now I’m in the shower talking to myself.”

Henry turned the shower off and quickly dried himself off. In the bedroom, he dressed and grabbed his wallet, then left his apartment. He needed to get out and try to forget all about men and mates and vampires, and hopefully wake the fuck up and realize it had all been a fucked-up nightmare.

Hitting the sidewalk, Henry noticed how dark it was, and smiled. Maybe he should hit a club and find a man. An actual human being instead of a vampire who fucked and ran. It would be nice to be with someone who actually wanted him and not just because he couldn’t fuck anyone else.

Decision made, Henry waved down a cab and told the driver to take him to Mr. Smith’s, a local gay club that was always busy. Henry knew he would find someone there and hopefully they would wipe away any lingering trace of Gray from Henry’s body and mind.

He ignored how his body reacted. Ignored the way his stomach rolled at the thought of a man other than Gray touching him. He was going to do this and enjoy it, too. At the club, Henry paid the driver and walked inside, the music hitting him instantly. Yes, this was what he needed.

Only he didn’t make it more than ten feet into the club before a hand grabbed his arm, dragged him back into the shadows, then teleported him into his apartment. Henry spun around and shoved Gray away. Gray did nothing, said nothing, but simply stared at him.

“Why?” he demanded.

“You’re my mate and only I can touch you.”

Shaking his head, Henry asked, “How did you know where the hell I was?”

“Telepathy.” Gray tapped the side of his head. “We have it, and I picked up about you going out to find another man to fuck.”

Closing his eyes slowly, Henry breathed in deeply. “And when were you going to reveal this little nugget of information to me? Hmm. Or were you going to keep it a little secret only you knew about it so you could listen in whenever you wanted?” Opening his eyes, he narrowed his eyes when Gray shrugged nonchalantly.

“I forgot about it.”

Henry scoffed. “Until now. Right now. As I was walking into a club—”

“You were going to find a human to fuck.”

“So?” Henry threw his arms in the air. “You don’t want me. Not really. You might like to fuck me, but that’s it. You can’t stand to be around me. As soon as you’ve shot your load, you’re gone.”

“You should be pleased I’m not hanging around.” Gray glared at Henry, but he didn’t give a shit how Gray felt.

“Yeah, then I don’t have to see how ecstatic you are to have me in your life. At least those men I pick up in clubs actually want to be with me. Jess wants to be with me. He cares about me. You don’t give a shit about me. As long as you get your dick wet, that’s it.”

“I’m adjusting!” Gray shouted at him as he paced the floor. “I need to figure shit out. This wasn’t meant to happen to me. I wasn’t meant to have a human as a mate.”

“Oh.” Henry sighed dramatically, placing a hand on his chest. “I’m so sorry your life had been disrupted. I’m so sorry you can’t fuck around anymore. I’m so—”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do.” Henry jabbed his finger at Gray. “Disappear. That’s what you’re good at. Go on. Fuck off and don’t come back.”

“This isn’t easy for me. I need time as well.”

“Oh I know. You’ve been very clear that I’m the last thing you want in your life. Makes me feel so fucking great.”

Henry could see Gray working his jaw from side to side, then he nodded once. “I’m sorry.”

Henry opened his mouth, then closed. “Say what now?” Did he just hear the s word?

“I am sorry.”

Henry opened and closed his mouth. “That… must have hurt.”

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