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Chris had some wacky fantasies and that had been a damn good one, Shane smiled, remembering. That had been about two months earlier. Shane turned his head to look at Chris, who shrugged.
“You looked totally hot,” Chris murmured, staring at the picture. The guy took swag to another level and it just made Chris drool. “I had to get something to wank off to when I’m in the office.” He added with mock seriousness.
“Yeah right.” Shane laughed. “As if you’ll get the time to do that in this gladiator arena. You work too hard.” Shane sighed, dropping into one of the visitors’ chairs.
“Not as hard as I used to.” Chris countered. “Since…us, I’ve taken it easy. And you’re a fine one to talk. That empire of yours doesn’t run itself does it?”
“Touche.” But you will agree with me, I don’t…” Shane trailed off when there was a knock on the door.
Chris clicked on the button on his desk to open the door for whoever it was. He knew it was someone close to him as his secretary hadn’t announced the person. Chris grinned when Aaron entered.
“Shane…” Aaron exclaimed. “I thought as much. The ladies are creaming their panties, talking about the hot, drop-dead gorgeous hunk that came in with Mr. Donovan.” He hugged Shane who’d gotten up and met him halfway in Chris’ huge office.
“Really?” Shane laughed. “Looks like they don’t want to keep their jobs. What with their jealous monster owner and all…” He murmured with a teasing glint in his eyes.
“I heard that,” Chris growled.
“You were meant to.” Shane retorted, dissolving into laughter with Aaron.
Whilst Aaron talked with Shane, Chris quickly signed the important cheques which had been waiting on his desk and made some calls. By the time he was done with the calls, Aaron had left. Chris studied Shane as he looked at a particular displayed painting, which Aaron always made fun of. Shane had a slight smile on his face and Chris just knew Aaron must have said something silly about the painting to Shane.
“Know why I like him so much?” Chris asked, pulling Shane’s attention from the painting.
“Like who?”
“Aaron.”
“You mean there’s another reason besides the guy being so damn handsome?” Shane grinned. “Tell me.”
Chris laughed. “I know he is. But that’s not why I like him.” Chris shook his head slowly. “The first day I saw him, I said some really mean things to him.”
“Oh boy.” Shane breathed. “I know you being mean, can be lethal.” Shane drawled, watching as Chris winced. “Sorry. Go on.”
“I deserved that,” Chris said quietly. “But that day, Aaron put me in my place. I…he reminded me so much of you.”
“I never put you in your place,” Shane said.
“It’s not that. It was because of his background…”
“He was poor.” It wasn’t a question.
Chris shrugged. “Not poor. Just getting by. I can’t really explain it but I felt like he was my responsibility. And I’ve been looking out for him ever since.”
Shane nodded. “He’s a smart young man. Very intelligent.” Shane said, remembering his talk with Aaron that day in Damon’s house. Aaron had impressed him with his intelligence.
Shane understood Chris even better than Chris himself. He wasn’t surprised Aaron had reminded Chris of him. Maybe it was because Aaron had been underprivileged just like Shane, maybe it had been because he’d had only his mother, just like Shane…it could have been a number of reasons. But he obviously had a lot in common with Aaron. When they were kids, Chris had always looked out for him…felt like Shane was his responsibility though they were the same age. And he’d done a great job too till… Shane shook his head. He didn’t want to think about it.
“Hey.” Chris grinned at Shane. “Bored?”
“Nope. I love watching you work. Done with your calls?”
Chris nodded. “Will handle a few e-mails, then we can get outta here.”
“Take your time,” Shane said, moving to look at the beautiful view of the city through the floor-length windows. Chris’ office had windows on two exterior walls, showing a breathtakingly spectacular view of the city. “Your office is huge. And I love the view.”
“Hmm… Sometimes I just look at the view when I need to think or I’m stressed. It helps.” Chris said from behind his desk.
Shane smiled at that. With that kind of view, he wasn’t surprised watching it could help Chris think or relax. Wouldn’t it be even better if Chris could get off whilst taking in that beautiful view, Shane surprised himself by thinking. Where the fuck had that come from, he asked himself. He knew that depending on the type of glass used, one may or may not be seen by someone from another building. An idea started forming in Shane’s mind.
He knew it was naughty but the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to try it. He turned around to look at Chris, who was busy behind his computer. He did tell him to allow him to go home, right? He could therefore not be held responsible for his actions, Shane thought with a naughty smile as he started towards Chris. He wished he could say something like…Somebody Stop Me!
Chris looked up when he felt Shane beside him. Then he saw the look in Shane’s eyes and shivered. God, he loved it when Shane looked at him like that. Possessively and greedily, as if he was the only thing that mattered to Shane…like he would literally kill anyone who came between them.
“What?” Chris croaked.
“Tell your secretary to hold your calls.” Shane rasped, reaching for Chris’ tie.
Chris hit the send button on his computer to send the mail he’d been typing. Then he reached for his phone, sliding back from the desk to give Shane room to remove his tie.
“Amanda, hold all my calls,” Chris told his PA. “Don’t interrupt me under any circumstances. Not even if the building is on fire… Well, maybe you can make an exception then.” He added with a smile and hung up. Then he looked up at Shane, giving him a smoldering look. “Satisfied?”
“Very,” Shane murmured drawing the tie from around Chris’ neck. Then he turned a still seated Chris around and pushed his chair closer to the window. “Give me your hands,” Shane demanded from behind Chris.