Chicago 1982 is a goldmine for the construction industry, and Eric and his two business partners are thriving. Once living as struggling orphans in a Catholic boys' home, they've overcome poverty and abuse to obtain success. Now living the lives they once only dreamed of, they're sure of one thing: they will never look back.<br><br>Then the past returns, by way of a cheap polyester suit and a smile Eric has never forgotten, and all the dark memories come crashing back. Lucky for him, Jimmy has no idea who Eric is, or who Eric used to be.

We Three Kings

I can guarantee that the garble I give him in reply has no recognizable words in it.


“I need you to forget that you’re my boss for like…” His face is close enough that I can feel the heat of his breath. “Two minutes.”


A dozen different negations come to mind but not a single one gets voiced. Then we’re kissing and the error of the situation doesn’t even matter. His tongue is wet and sweet, and his lips are dry and soft, and I can’t even justify the way the taste of him wakes my body up. His waist draws my palm like we’re both magnetic, and I can feel the shape of his torso underneath his shirt. I push him back against the car and ignore my inner self when it tells me not to lean against him. My God…he’s perfect.


He doesn’t stop kissing until I pull back for air, but it’s enough to break the spell. I step back, then again, and my hands fall to my sides. He smiles and nods. He pushes off of the car door.


Chapter 20