Love Is Always Write Volume 4

down at Kevin again, blue eyes making Kevin's heart hammer. "Anything?" he asked, voice even deeper than before.
    Kevin nodded, heat swirling in his lower stomach. He was more than ready for a little quickie with Liam … maybe even more than a blowjob. He hadn't seen a hotter guy for a very long time – if ever.
    "Fine," said Liam with a sexy smirk. "Is that Dinah's cherry pie I smell?"
    It took Kevin a good few seconds to realize Liam was talking about what was in the Styrofoam box. "Ah, yeah."
    "Were you gonna eat it?"
    Kevin's breath hitched. Liam could have his pick of things – including Kevin – and he wanted the pie ?
    "Obviously, but you can have it," said Kevin, handing over the box.
    Liam bit his lower lip in a smile, opening the box and eyeing the slices. He wiped his fingers on the back of his jeans, picked up a slice and handed the box back to Kevin. "These are nothing in comparison to your momma's, but they're still good."
    "So I hear," Kevin muttered, shrugging off the uncomfortable reminder of his parents.
    "Mmmm …" Liam groaned as he bit into the golden pie, licking cherry sauce off his thumb.
    Hot Hell …
    Kevin swallowed hard, watching the sexy guy in front of him chew slowly. Liam stopped when he noticed Kevin looking.
    "Uhm," said Kevin, clearing his throat. "Does this mean you'll delay the drilling?"
    "Have dinner with me tonight and I'll work tomorrow," said Liam.
    "Dinner?" asked Kevin.
    "Yeah." Liam flashed the dimples. "You know, to catch up. Meet you at Lou's at seven thirty?" He took another big bite out of the pie.
    What kind of catching up could they possibly do? They didn't talk much all those years ago. Liam was kind of shy back then and used to scramble away whenever Kevin looked at him. That didn't mean he didn't bug Kevin every chance he got. That's right. Instead of remembering Liam as a sexy stud, he remembered him as the annoying kid he kept running into in the weirdest places. At school, the library, the diner, by the lake, and even sometimes back in the woods.
    "I was gonna drive back to L.A. tonight. You're kinda bending me over backwards here."
    Liam's eyebrow rose as he smirked, clearly thinking of a different kind of bending. But he didn't look like he was going to back down.
    With a sigh, Kevin shifted his weight and glanced toward the house. Seven thirty? Would he be able to finish the audit and report before then? Well if not, they'd have a quick dinner, maybe a quick screw, and then he'd stay awake until the report was done. He was so leaving Castor Springs first thing tomorrow morning.
    "Okay, seven thirty," said Kevin, face heating up with butterflies tickling his stomach. It almost felt like back in the day, when he was having his first secret meetings with Benny … He hadn't experienced that fluttering feeling in years.
    "Great," said Liam, brushing crumbs off his hands. Without another word he loaded the equipment into the van and waved Kevin off.
    Kevin stood and watched the van drive away, wondering how the hell he got suckered into staying another night in Castor Springs.
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    The loud thump-thump-thump woke him up the next morning. It felt like he'd just closed his eyes for a few seconds, but looking at the clock it was seven AM. Kevin groaned and rolled out of bed. He padded into the bathroom and relieved himself. He tried to fix his unruly hair in the mirror while brushing his teeth. Long, black stubble stuck out on his chin. He hadn't bothered shaving since coming to Castor Springs. With a deep sigh, he looked out the window.
    Liam …
    Liam!
    Spitting the frothy toothpaste into the sink, he ran into the bedroom and checked the date on his phone.
    Fuck . It was definitely the day after. The last thing he remembered was leaning against the pillows on his bed to type up the report. Hot hell, he must have fallen asleep.
    "Oh no, no, no …" he muttered as he tried to turn on the dead computer. He skidded into the kitchen and plugged the laptop in, only to discover with a sinking feeling that he'd forgotten to save the report. The loud thump-thump-thump from outside reminded him of another thing he'd forgotten.
    After Liam's departure the day before, Kevin had gone back inside, eaten the mediocre piece of pie and then struggled to finish the tax audit. His mind, however, kept bringing up images of Liam and his dimpled smile. Kevin had been looking forward to spending time with him, to learn more about him. It still boggled him how the small kid who'd