Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

toe, the guy looking at him with his grey eyes, all business and ready to lash out.
    "Stop it," Casey snarled next to him, and pushed between them. Jared took a quick look around and realized they were the center of attention now. Casey pressed his hand against Jared's leather covered chest and pushed him off before looking at the fucker.
    "It's alright." The guy looked at Casey for a second, obviously not convinced. "It was nice to meet you, Brett. And thanks for the drink."
    "Yeah, yeah…. done with the chit-chat, are you?" Jared asked and got a mean glare in response. Casey made an apologetic look around the crowd now completely focused on their little conversation before pulling back and glaring at Jared and walking off the scene. Jared made eyes with the fucker, searched through his pockets and tossed a twenty dollar-bill on the counter before stepping off.
    "Sure that covers the inconvenience," he said and went after Casey. He had every pair of eyes on him when he made his way through the crowd and that made him smirk. One little bump in the road and these people were already shocked? Not at all surprising.
    Casey was already on the other side of the street when Jared got out, walking into the right direction but he didn't look like he would just happily jump in the car. Jared jogged across the street and quickly closed the distance as Casey was walking pass his car.
    "Let go of me," Casey said when Jared grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
    "Get in the car."
    "Let go of my arm!" Casey's voice was anything but calm now when he snatched Jared's hand off and took a step back. "What the fuck was that all about?"
    "Get in the car," Jared said, forcing his voice to stay calm while all he wanted to do was shout just as loud as Casey did.
    "Go fuck yourself, Jared. Too late to be all hurt and offended now. I asked you to come over tonight and you didn't, so I'll ask you again… What the fuck was that?" Casey stood with his back towards the car and all it took was one step and Jared had him pinned against the side of the vehicle with his hands pressed against the side window on both sides of Casey.
    "Get in the fucking car before I drag you in," Jared said slowly, very articulate with his words. His voice was strained and tight, his hands curling in fists when he looked at Casey and the longer they stood there the more pissed he got. Casey didn't say a word, just looked back with his brown eyes heated with anger and displeasure. This was so not the way Jared had planned to spend his Friday night, but fuck him for getting this worked up about something as little as another guy buying Casey a drink. He was actually convincing himself to step back and walk away, because he was close to grabbing the man standing against him, but then Casey pushed off from the car, just enough to toss Jared away too and turned to open the door.
    Jared stood in place for a good minute or two after Casey was already inside the car, just calming himself and breathing deep. He was controlling, yes, but this was the first time Casey had ever even attempted to push him in any way. He was the one that did the pushing, and this little interlude was really just so not needed.
    "I'm not coming to your place, if that's what you planned," Casey said as soon as Jared got in the car. He didn't bother respond, just pushed the key in the ignition and started the car.
    Talk about cold treatment… Casey was silent as death, kept his eyes on the window. Jared didn't even attempt to stir up the conversation as he drove the car from the mid-town to the suburbs, choosing the fastest route to minimize the havoc he had in him now that Casey was putting out this other, previously un-known side of him. Jared was still pissed, but against all prospects he was getting hard as well, because just the thought of Casey fighting back was doing some serious damage to his concentration. Jared was good five inches taller than Casey, and Casey was no comparison to his strength but he'd never had to force the guy, on anything. Oh no, Casey had always been more than willing, but now, looking at Casey, Jared knew for a fucking fact there was bound to be some fighting before he had his way.
    Casey jumped out of the car the second Jared pulled down his drive-way and didn't even bother to wait before he went inside. Jared followed without a rush, perfectly aware of the argument he would face the moment he'd get in. But when he closed the front door and walked through the narrow