This week I bring you a second part of my 9th Itayu Lake book, Vacation of Fate!
Vacation of Fate
Brady felt his face heat again as he recalled what they’d done in the shower, and again on the bed. Who would’ve thought he’d be so into sex with another man? Not Brady, but wow. Being with Davin not only felt right, it felt amazing. His wolf was tender yet insistent. The way he searched out all of Brady’s erogenous areas had his head spinning. Hell, just thinking about it was enough to make his cock throb in his jeans.
“Okay, we’re all set,” Davin said coming to Brady’s side and holding out his hand for him. “Ready to go?”
“Where exactly are we going?” Brady asked as he allowed Davin to pull him to his feet.
“I was thinking of going to one of the local bars.”
Brady stopped and tensed. “Um.” He bit his bottom lip and looked down to his shoes.
“What?” Davin asked, a hint of worry in his tone.
“I can’t go to a bar.” Brady felt his face heat for an entirely new reason.
He could feel Davin’s entire mood shift. “Why? How old are you?” he demanded.
“Twenty,” Brady confessed.
“Oh, thank god.” Davin knelt, a heavy breath escaping him. “For a second I thought you were a minor.”
“What? No!” Brady gaped. “I’m just not of legal age to drink.”
“Okay, then we’ll go to a restaurant,” Davin quickly revised his plan. “Logan told me about this good place in town, we can check it out.”
“Logan?” Brady frowned as he followed Davin to his Ford Taurus. For some reason he didn’t like hearing another man’s name leaving Davin’s lips.
“My partner at work.” With that Brady’s rising jealousy cooled. It didn’t vanish, but it did settle down.
“What do you do?” Brady suddenly realized how little they knew about each other, despite basically already being married. Mating was like being married, right? Minus the no divorce option.
“I’m a police officer in Mystic Cove Oregon,” Davin answered, pride in his voice.
“A cop?” Brady was floored. He’d mated a cop? “Does that make you the canine unit?”
“Watch it,” Davin growled even as Brady laughed. His wolf was a cop! This was hilarious.
“But seriously, do you sniff out drugs and stuff?” Brady fought not to die laughing even as Davin growled in warning again.
“I can sniff out a lot more than drugs,” Davin reminded Brady as he leaned in and inhaled deeply, “And right now I can smell how much you want me.” Amusement forgotten, Brady went stiff as his face heated to near nuclear levels. Davin smirked in victory and pointed to the car. “We can get lunch, or I can take you back to the room and not let you go until tomorrow morning. Your choice.”
“Tempting,” Brady moaned, but still hurried to the car and climbed into the passenger side.
“Obviously not tempting enough,” Davin mumbled as he got into the car and started it up. They pulled out and headed down the mountain.
Brady couldn’t remember a lot from when he was brought to the lake, but he did remember this road. It was the same one he’d come up with the fraternity house when he’d tried to get in. Sadly, due to family reasons he had to leave the school and switch to online classes. It was fine though, he was making his own money and he couldn’t complain about that. The circumstances which it occurred under though was still fresh and painful.
At the base of the mountain they came into a small valley town and Brady smiled. Now this he knew! Spirit Valley was just as cute as he remembered it. The township resembled something out of picture book, simple and quaint. It was the exact image he pictured when he thought of a small mountain town.
Davin drove them through town to a small restaurant tucked away from the main street. He parked and turned off the engine as Brady unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed out of the car. The place looked like a small hole in the wall, and his experience with such places told him these types of restaurants were either amazing, or horrible. He hoped it was the first.
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