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By Jet Mykles. When Steven helps his neighbor Devon move into the studio apartment upstairs, he can't help but drool. And that's all. Devon is straight and totally off limits. Knowing, though, doesn't stop the desire Steven fights every time the two men are together, which is a lot since Steven has decided to take Devon under his wing until the young man can get his life together.
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No part of this eBook can be shared or reproduced without the express permission of the publisher. What the…? Setting the pot down, he dropped the potholder beside it and rushed to the front door toward the sound, trusting Patty to clean up the small mess behind him.
Opening the door, he nearly stumbled over a basketball that came rolling into his apartment. Instinctively picking it up, he stuck his head out into the hallway to see where it had come from.
To his left, the staircase leading up to the four studio apartments on the floor above his was strewn with personal effects, including a photo album that had spilled dozens of loose photographs over the worn cement slats.
At the bottom of the stairs, a man with short, dark hair, dressed in a blue t-shirt and knee-length cut-off shorts, knelt over what looked to be a shattered glass object, muttering as he carefully picked up pieces. Steven stepped into the hall, tucking the basketball underneath his arm. You need help with that? The man looked up, and Steven was stunned to behold the face of an angel. Okay, maybe not an angel, but a damned beautiful male specimen, just the same. The hair was deep chestnut, cut short around his ears, mostly straight and glossy but with a little bit of a curl at the ends.
A stray curl of said hair brushed dark, heavy brows that shielded the biggest, most amazing brown eyes Steven had ever seen, ringed with ridiculously long black lashes. That mouth was currently dropped open in surprise. The eyes were almost as wide as the mouth, and two telltale tears tracked down smooth cheeks the color of dark butterscotch. His movement seemed to break the immobility of the younger man. Quickly, he shook his head. Uh, no. Uh, thanks. He turned to look down at the glass at his feet, quickly swiping a sleeve over his cheek.
I just… He gestured at the glass. Glancing down, Steven saw the remains of what might once have been a very pretty glass sculpture. The young man shrugged.
Although the hair hid his face, Steven heard a small sniff. My fault. He shrugged again. No worries. Steven stepped past him and righted the box that lay over a few of the bottom stairs. He kept his tone brisk, guessing that the glass figure had meant something special to the young man and not wanting to make him uncomfortable by noticing. Carefully, he picked up the picture album, trying not to spill any more loose photographs.
Steven stopped, a photo in his hand of the young man with a comely young woman, and looked over his shoulder to face Patty, who stood in his doorway, arms crossed over her considerable bosom. Oh, hey! He ignored her pointed look and dropped the album and photo into the box. Patty, you go ahead and eat. The man looked at Patty, no doubt noticing her impatient look. Oh, Devon. Gorgeous name. Suited him. Too bad many of the pictures Steven spied spilling from the album were of him with girls.
Which meant he was almost definitely straight. Too bad. Steven smiled up at Patty. Patty was even more susceptible to the helpless puppy look than he was, and this kid had the look down pat with the mannerisms to match.
Because Devon was looking the other way, Steven took a look at him standing tall. Tall being the operative word. Resisting the urge to reach out and test the strength in the broad shoulders within that worn t-shirt, Steven turned and knelt to continue picking stuff off the stairs.
Not good to ogle the new guy too much. Upload Sign In Join. Home Books Romance. Create a List. Download to App. Length: pages 53 minutes. Description When Steven helps his neighbor Devon move into the studio apartment upstairs, he can't help but drool. Related Categories. Copyright Acknowledgement This book is a work of fiction. Copyright by Jet Mykles All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.
Watch it. Patty stood, hands out to steady the pot in his hands. Steven put two and two together. Are you the new tenant?
The chestnut hair swayed in a nod. Well, hey, welcome to the building. Can I help you with some boxes or something? Hey, wait. Start your free 30 days. Page 1 of 1.
Devon Cream by Jet Mykles