Why did I feel like this? We were best friends - nothing more. We never had been… but he was looking at me and I was looking at him and I wanted nothing more than to be kissed by him and to kiss him… but why? This had never happened before…
he leaned in, uncertainty all over his face - well, I couldn’t blame him - I felt absolutely the same - this could completely ruin our friendship. Something we both valued above everything else…
My heart was pounding. This couldn’t be happening. He was straight… had been in all the years I’d known him… and I had known him… hadn’t I?
But the way he was looking at me, and licking his lips… and the way his eyes were raking my body… Holy hell.. that was hot…
It was my only chance - if he was going to punch me in the mouth for making a move - then so be it… I had to give it a go. I leaned in - and against all the odds and making my heart soar - he leaned in with me. Our lips met and fireworks went off in my brain...
Draven looked up at
the newest member of the team, Natalie and smiled. He had hired the young woman
a couple of months ago, seeing something in her that hadn’t been obvious in the
other candidates for the position – a strong sense of discretion and something
more that he just couldn’t put his finger on. His PA was on holiday this week,
having some kind of family emergency and Natalie was proving to be a worthy
replacement, albeit temporarily. “Oh, good morning, Natalie; found anything
interesting for me?”
convulsively and suppressed a shudder. Mr Draven was a little intimidating to
say the least and she wasn’t at all sure that his latest project for her was
legal; still, that was his business, “Um, yes sir. Mr Riley Byrnes would seem
to be now residing in a small town called Fernley. He’s been there for around
six months now, he’s recently married a woman called Brie – her surname was
already Byrnes, incidentally – although I haven’t been able to find if they’ve
remarried or if it is simply by co-incidence that they share the same surname –
records don’t seem to go back very far on any member of the family.”
Draven nodded. Well
of course they didn’t – vampires couldn’t very well appear on records – they
lived for too damned long…
She looked at him
for the go ahead to keep talking. He nodded to her. She smiled nervously; as
intimidating and downright creepy he was at times, there was something about Mr
Draven that was incredibly attractive. She guessed he was around ten years
older than her and had sort of assumed that he was looking up a former lover,
or worse – an ex-partner when he’d asked her to investigate Brie and Riley
Byrnes. Once she got started though, she began to doubt herself – because once
she saw Jonah and Adam Byrnes, she couldn’t ignore the resemblance between them
and Mr Draven… but if it was his family he was looking for, then he could only
be an older brother of the three young men that lived with Brie Byrnes – because,
seriously, the eldest was only a few years younger than him. She ended up with
more questions of her own than answers for him.
She sighed, pushing
all of her questions to the back of her mind – she was his PA, nothing more
after all, she concentrated on her notes to stop herself from looking at him
again. “He has moved into her home by the looks of it – and there are three
teenage boys living with them too. Their names are Jonah, Adam and Oscar Byrnes.
There are a couple of photo’s in the envelope – but having to take them at a
distance, some of them are a little fuzzy.” It was true that the photos were
fuzzy – but she’d gotten a really good look at them all and had been amazed at
the likeness of the two eldest boys to Draven. It hadn’t even occurred to her
for a few minutes to get photos, in her shock, and they’d moved away from her
before she’d gathered her thoughts properly.
Draven felt the
blood pounding in his ears as she rattled this information off at speed. Forcing
himself to appear completely calm and relaxed he smiled at his employee.
“That’s excellent work, Natalie – can you leave your report on my desk – I
should like to refer to it again.”
Natalie nodded. As
attractive a man as he was, she really didn’t like Mr Draven all that much and
was counting down the days when she could go back to the office and leave
Julie, his usual PA, to it. Having a rather active imagination, and a penchant
for reading books about all sorts of dark creatures of the night, she often
likened him to the vampires in her books. It was his pale skin and dark hair –
and those freakishly pale green eyes – although, she had to admit – if he
really was a vampire, surely his eyes would be red…
Suppressing a shiver
she got up from her chair and made her way back to her own office, leaving him
with the report.
Draven turned away
from his desk and looked out of the huge floor to ceiling window that gave him
a fantastic view of the city. He had the envelope in his hand and was already
reaching for the documents she had left.
He pulled the
envelope open and scanned the photos within.
families with my wife and kids, huh?” he murmured as he perused the photos.
He came across one
of Oscar and Riley and a feeling of such pure hatred coursed through him so
violently he could barely focus. “This means war,” He growled, “I’ll find out
who released that bastard from where he belonged and I’ll kill him myself…”
I fished out
my mobile and scrolled through the contacts until I found the one person who
would be able to sort my head out… My nearest and dearest cousin, Madison.
gorgeous.” Came his almost immediate response to his phone ringing.
“I need you.
I need coffee and I need chocolate.” I blurted out desperately.
could see him in my mind’s eye nodding and stroking his chin thoughtfully, “Do
you also need a big fluffy pillow, a foot massage and a box set of Ugly Betty?”
wailed down the phone.
“Come on over, I’ll put the kettle on.”
I knocked on
his door and he immediately answered, gathering me in and fussing over me, “Oh,
babe.” He said, “You look so stressed out – what’s the matter?”
him to usher me through to the kitchen and I pulled out one of the chairs at
the large kitchen table which dominated the room, “Oh, God.” I put my head in
my hands and groaned.
hurrying back across the room, armed with two hot chocolates – with extra
marshmallows on mine to give me a boost – and sat down opposite me, “You’re
freaking me out now, babe,” he said, “What is it?”
I shook my
head and looked up at him, “I may have a crush – on someone I have no business
having a crush on.”
almost popped out of his head, “A girl?” he
spat my chocolate across the table, “No!” I spluttered, “Don’t be ridiculous!”
“Well, who then?”
O’Shea.” I breathed, “He’s gorgeous.”
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I blamed my mother.
What sort of a name is Angel for
a guy anyway?
She’d set my future in stone with
And no. I wasn’t gay... I just liked
guys, that’s all. I liked the way they looked. I liked their bodies... It didn’t make me gay.
“You coming, Angel?”
I looked up. Harry, Justin and
Brad were stood looking at me with perfectly matching frowns on their faces. I
shook myself and nodded. Shit. I really had to stop zoning out every time we
came to watch the ice hockey. “Sure, sure.” I said as I gathered my belonging
and followed them out to the foyer.
Harry grinned at me, “Lusting
after the captain again, huh?” he asked quietly.
I snorted rudely, “Get lost,” I hissed
at him, “I told you I found him attractive in confidence.”
He nodded, “I know you did – I
haven’t told either of them – chill out.”
I sighed, “I’m not gay.” I said.
I was beginning to sound like a broken record...
“Sure, sure.” He nodded, “I never
said you were, mate – but you might want to consider being bi-sexual if it’s
less abhorrent to you, but you know ,we are
in 2016. It’s no great surprise to people anymore when guys come out – sooner
or later no one will have to come out. It’ll just be normal – because it is normal, Angel. Anyone who says
otherwise is just ignorant.”
I nodded. I did know that – and I
was sure I wasn’t homophobic... “Yeah, maybe.” I acknowledged. “But I really do
I did really love Kayleigh. We’d
been best friends since we met in school when we were twelve. We’d decided to
give being a couple a go at the end of school when we went to prom together and
ended up kissing. It was great kissing her and feeling her up. She was all soft
“Have you guys, you know... done
What sort of a question was that?
I raised an eyebrow, “And that’s your business because?” I asked.
Harry blushed, “God, sorry – yeah
– you’re right, it’s none of my business...”
“No.” I said quietly, “We want to
wait until if feels right.”
Harry nodded, his face grave,
“Let me give you a tip.” He said, “If you were really into her like that – it
would feel right. Your problem is that you’ve chosen the wrong team, mate – you’re
into guys whether you like it or not.”
Shit. Why did Harry always have
to voice my worst fears...?