Toy Boy (2015)
“What the hell was this stranger talking about? He wasn’t Sullivan—that was ridiculous. I’d know Sullivan if I saw him. Okay, so there was something about his appearance he hadn’t wanted me to see, hence the shadowed photograph. Maybe he was going a little silver around his temples or a bit portly from his sedentary day job. Not that I minded. It wasn’t his looks I’d fallen for. It was his personality, the way he made me feel.
But where the hell was he?
Turning, I clutched my bag tighter. He’d b...e here any minute, I was sure of it. He’d likely been chatting to this teenager earlier in the day about our backstory and told him to expect me.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” I said, shoving my shades to the top of my head and squinting in the bright Greek sunlight. “Where is he?”
My arm was tugged and I saw that he was taking my bag from me. “Hey,” I protested.
“Let me take that, it looks heavy,” he said.
“No—”
“Kay.” A pained expression crossed his face.MoreLess
But where the hell was he?
Turning, I clutched my bag tighter. He’d b...e here any minute, I was sure of it. He’d likely been chatting to this teenager earlier in the day about our backstory and told him to expect me.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” I said, shoving my shades to the top of my head and squinting in the bright Greek sunlight. “Where is he?”
My arm was tugged and I saw that he was taking my bag from me. “Hey,” I protested.
“Let me take that, it looks heavy,” he said.
“No—”
“Kay.” A pained expression crossed his face.MoreLess
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