Page 16 of Hidden Desires
Blade watched as Ace pulled away from the man, attempting to give himself some distance.
It appeared that Ace wasn’t that interested in Mr. Boring all that much after all.
The man grabbed Ace’s shoulders, then leaned forward once again, attempting to capture Ace’s lips with his.
Oh, hell no.
Blade leaped from his bike and began running toward the two unsuspecting men.
“No. James, sorry, but you’re not my type.” Ace groaned as he pushed the man away from him.
“Come on. Just one kiss. You owe me.”
“I, what?” Ace asked, anger building in his voice.
Blade slowed. Perhaps Ace had this handled after all.
“You owe me. I picked you up, bought you dinner, and now you are going to tell me that you aren’t even going to suck my dick?”
That was the last straw. Blade didn’t care if Ace could handle it. There was no way that he was letting anyone talk to Ace that way!
“Excuse me,” Blade called, startling both men standing next to the passenger side door.
“Blade?” Aced asked, looking confused as shit.
“I’ll show you what you’re owed.” The man went flying backward when Blade’s fist connected with his jaw.
“What the fuck?” Mr. Boring cried, staring up at Blade, terrified.
Blade only saw red.
He grabbed the man by the collar and proceeded to beat him repeatedly. All sound fell away as Blade stared into the eyes of the man who had dared to kiss Ace without his permission and wanted to kill him.
It wasn’t until Ace was yanking hard at his jacket that Blade realized he was still beating the man, and his knuckles were now covered in blood.
“Blade! What the fuck?” Ace shouted, pulling him off the sniveling man, bleeding on the floor.
Yanking himself free of Ace’s grasp, Blade turned and took a step back.
He wasn’t sure what came over him. He just felt incredible rage hearing the way the man was talking to… Ace. Just thinking about all the nasty things that man probably thought he was entitled to do to his… his boss’s little bro. It just made him mad.
“You guys are out of your minds!” the sniveling man cried as he struggled to stand. He stumbled around his car and pulled open the driver’s side door. “I knew it was a mistake to go out on a date with the little brother of a biker gang leader.”
His door slammed shut, and he peeled his car out of the parking lot.
“Thanks!” Ace shouted. “Now no one is ever going to want to date me.”
“But… he had his hands all over you? And he was trying to force himself—” Blade tried to explain before getting cut off.
“I know what he was trying to do. And I had it all in hand. Assholes like that try to take advantage of lonely gay men all the time. I was just about to punch him in the face myself before you showed up and gorilla-beat him into the pavement.”
“Gorilla beat?” Blade asked with a chuckle.
Ace’s lips curled up as if he were struggling not to smile.
“Yeah. All fists. No brain.” Ace ran both hands through his hair and spun around in frustration. “What are you even doing here, anyway?”
Shit.He hadn’t thought about that part.
