For more than a year, Reggie Mitchell has been sitting at the end of the bar in the Sunset Club waiting for Mark Randall to see him as something other than a customer. He's been in love with Mark for close to two years, but Mark only sees him as a rich college kid trying to go slumming with a bartender. Then Mark gets in trouble helping Reggie's friend Bobby.<br><br>Now a violent ex-lover is threatening Mark. Reggie offers Mark the safe haven of his basement apartment. Can Reggie convince Mark that his safe haven is his arms instead?

Waiting for Mark

“I can show you the estimates if you don’t believe me,” Reggie answered, and Mark blushed because he was embarrassed at his own skepticism.


“It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s that I don’t want charity. I want to make it on my own.” Mark’s face set in a stubborn line.


“There is not accepting a handout, then there is being ridiculous about it to the detriment of your health. There are times when you have to let go of stubborn because people care about you. I didn’t pay full price for this place, even though I could have afforded it. I would have had to put off some of the remodeling, but I could have hacked it on my salary alone, but Bobby wouldn’t let me. At the time, I wasn’t sure if I had gotten out with my trust fund intact even though I told the guys otherwise.” Reggie bit into his croissant.


Mark frowned at the mention of trust funds.


Chapter 9