Page 3 of Due Dilligence (Takeover)
“A long time ago,” Todd said.
Not long enough. He’d thought he’d gotten over Todd, that the years had removed the need to touch that skin and taste those lips. Maybe they had, but somewhere along the line, those same traitorous years had transformed Todd from a cute guy into a smoking-hot man, and Fazil wanted to know all those little details all over again. Right now. “Fifteen years.”
He’d flown all this way to escape Kris and run headfirst into the biggest regret of his past.
Life was so unfair.
“Anyway.” Todd fiddled with his watch, but never stopped looking at Fazil. A hint of scruff dusted his jaw. “You’re probably busy today, but let’s grab lunch sometime and catch up?”
Of course. Todd always had a plan for Fazil. Saying yes to it was such a bad idea, even if he did want to see what was under Todd’s shirt and taste the skin there. “Sure.”
“Great!” And there was the smile that always melted Fazil’s heart and kick-started his lust. Same effect, too. “Send me mail when you know your schedule.” Todd nodded to Eli and Sandra before vanishing down the hall.
“Sorry about that,” Fazil said.
“Not a problem,” Sandra said. “Always interesting to catch up with old friends.” She gestured and they headed toward the entrance.
Fazil felt Eli’s silence and a glance confirmed his perplexed expression. Well, at least he had that. Throwing Eli off his footing wastheoffice pastime, even more so than Ping-Pong. He’d take victory anywhere he could find it.
Especially when what he wanted was Todd Douglas naked and in his bed—to hell with all the years and the anger and the fuckingguilt. Fazil rubbed the bridge of his nose.Shit.This trip was going to be a lot harder than he’d thought.
