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Today we have a snippet from ‘Fade In – A Tales of Bryant Romance’, one of my two current MM romance projects. Our word prompt today is “Door” and in this week’s snippet Devon makes a mad dash to visit Brian Gilles, one of the leading men from the first Tales of Bryant books, to ask him a rather important question.
This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
I fell in behind her, trying to dredge up the fire that I’d had in my belly on the way over. There were doors open along the long corridor, some had meeting rooms inside, others were offices where people were working. The carpeting was so thick we made no noise as we walked to the office at the end of the hall. We stopped in front of a solid door with BRIAN GILLES, CTO engraved into the rich, dark wood. She knocked, I swallowed, and we were summoned to enter. Stepping into Brian’s office was like stepping into the set of Wall Street.
Everything was done in silver and gray. The floor was smoky gray, the furniture a deep sooty color, the windows were huge and looked down upon New York City. Brian’s desk was in the corner, in front of the sweeping panoramic view. Behind the sleek, modern desk that held a laptop, a coffee mug, and a swath of papers, sat Brian. Austere, distant, mouthwateringly hot while icy cold. I wished I’d thought this out more before shouting at his office assistant about needing to see him right fucking now.
Hazel eyes lifted from the readouts and papers strewn across his desk. “You have five minutes. Speak quickly and it had better be important.”
“Would you like refreshments brought in, Mr. Gilles?” Aarushi asked as she backed to the door.
“No thank you. He won’t be here long enough to have a drink,” Brian replied. Out she went and there I stood, gaping at him like a brainless fruit fly. He looked at me then the slim gold watch on his left wrist, the sun catching the shiny new wedding band on his finger as he rolled his hand over to check the time. “Four minutes.”
“What do you know about me getting the LGBTQ Film and Arts Society yearly scholarship?”
Copyright 2019 ©by V.L. Locey
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