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

They sat at the end of the bed. Reggie, palms down, put his hands on Mark’s shirt and with Mark’s help, slipped it over his head.


Reggie peered at the shirt. “I have one word for you—buttons until I can lift my arm a little higher.” He kissed Mark’s face and shoulders, his eyelids, and eyebrows. Each inch of skin he exposed he licked and kissed. “I want you badly. I’ve needed you for so long. I’m going to love you and keep you safe for the rest of your life.”


“Don’t make promises you can’t keep. You can’t guarantee my safety.” Mark rested his head on Reggie’s shoulder.


Chapter 32