Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 113741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
“You did great, son. Such a nice evening. Congratulations,” she whispered between them.
“Thank you, mom,” Gage said, and leaned in to kiss her cheek, but wrapped his left arm around Trent, keeping him close. His father stayed back, chuckling, clearly watching the scene unfold in front of him.
“Trent and I have been discussing business,” Jack said. Gage gave a laugh, still holding his mom close, but did venture a quick look over at Trent.
“So there’s the reason for the look on your face. Don’t be mad at me, baby. I’m not really in the family business. I didn’t want it to sway you away from me with all your separate parts of life,” Gage said quickly, leaning in to kiss Trent’s still stunned lips.
“I didn’t even guess…” Trent started, but couldn’t finish.
“Gage, can we get a picture with you and the painting,” Jacquelyn came to his side.
“Mom, Dad, we’ll be back shortly,” Gage said. With no more time for discussions, Trent got pulled away, back by Gage’s side for the rest of the night.
Around ten, Rhonny appeared at his side, Gary standing close by, letting him know Em had fallen asleep on Gage’s sofa and Hunter was drifting off fast. They were two hours past their normal bedtime, and Trent was actually surprised they’d lasted this long. Gage, having heard their exchange, immediately arranged for his driver to take them back home.
Trent and Gage got the kids loaded in the car with Rhonny. Gary valiantly tried to ride home with them, but settled for Rhonny’s number and a promise for a date on Saturday night. Trent could see so much of Gage in Gary. Gary knew what he wanted and he worked to get it; it hadn’t bothered him at all to ask for the date in front of everyone.
Trent stayed by Gage’s side throughout the remainder of the evening until the final guest left. He helped in shutting down the gallery, while Jacquelyn went over the sales numbers for the night. As it turned out, Gage was a complete success as a solo artist. He’d sold every photo hanging in the gallery. They were the last to leave, somewhere around one in the morning. Security stayed around the clock now that photos hung in The Gallery, but Gage set the alarms and locked the doors before getting in the limo to take Trent home.
“I can get home, Gage. You’re exhausted, I’ve seen your hidden yawns and you couldn’t have slept more than a few hours all week,” Trent said, stifling his own yawn as he got settled inside the limo. Both were already tieless, jackets discarded, neck and cuff buttons unfastened to get comfortable after the last guest left.
“I’m not sleeping when I could be spending time with you. I’m leaving tomorrow, and I’m not sure when I’ll be back. Did I tell you I’m having presents delivered to Em tomorrow? Don’t let her open them until her birthday. I don’t know what she has so take back anything she doesn’t want,” Gage said, sliding into the car and shutting the door.
“Gage, you do too much,” Trent said as Gage pulled him forward, bringing them both to the long sofa on the side. Gage untucked his shirt and stretched out in the corner seat, kicking his shoes off.
“I do nothing, and I feel awful I might not be there for her birthday. She invited me again no less than eight times tonight. She plans on wearing her dress again all day Sunday.” Gage moved him to sit where Trent’s back rested against his chest, wrapping him tightly in his arms. They hadn’t been apart for more than a few minutes tonight, but Gage still wanted him in the circle of his arms exactly where Trent wanted to be.
“Is it possible to already be deeply in love with your children? They’re precious, Trent. So well behaved, they were perfect tonight. You’ve done such a good job with them,” Gage said, adjusting Trent to where his back lay across Gage so he could look at him as they spoke.
“Thank you for tonight… Hell, scratch that, thank you for coming into my life. You’ve made me a whole man. This night was incredible, better than I could have expected and it’s all because you were with me,” Gage said, looking down at him with such love in his eyes. Trent didn’t respond, but leaned up and kissed Gage softly on the lips.
“Handsome… Baby…” Gage said, looking tenderly at Trent. Gage ran his fingertips over Trent’s face just gazing down at him, the love so clear in Gage’s eyes, shocking Trent with its intensity seconds before Gage’s mouth slanted over his and he lost himself in another kiss. Gage thrust his tongue forward and Trent tried to meet him halfway while wrapping Gage in his arms. Gage dominated him, kissing him with desperation, not letting Trent get much more than a few deep moans or a swipe of his tongue in.
Gage deepened the kiss and slid his hand down Trent’s chest, down the front of his slacks, gripping Trent’s arousal, rubbing his palm up and down his swollen cock. Gage reached up to unbuckle his belt before unfastening his slacks button. He slid his hand inside Trent’s underwear and gripped him, flesh on flesh, slowly stroking his rigid length, back and forth. The intensity of the movement and the connection he shared with Gage ran deep into his heart, knocking down every last one of the barriers he held in place. Gage held his heart and Trent wanted him forever by his side. Allowing himself to even consider the possibility caused his heart to slam wildly in his chest knowing without question he was a man deeply in love.
The skilled hand working him never stopped. Trent tore free of the kiss, burying his head in Gage’s neck, stretching his long body out across the seat. A deep moan escaped his lips as Gage picked up the pace and stroked him faster. Trent rolled his hips forward farther into Gage’s hand.