The Chronicles Of L.O.V.E - Book 2: Vincent

The Chronicles Of L.O.V.E, #2

Romance, Erotica, Gay, LGBT, Fiction & Literature
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Author: Jax Jordan ISBN: 9781536509779
Publisher: Jax Jordan Publication: August 31, 2016
Imprint: Language: English
Author: Jax Jordan
ISBN: 9781536509779
Publisher: Jax Jordan
Publication: August 31, 2016
Imprint:
Language: English

I could not believe what I had done. A stranger? From a random nightclub? Sex? No condom? What the fuck was wrong with me? As if it wasn’t already bad, now I had to face him that morning. I could smell the enchanting aroma of food being made in the kitchen. 

My master plan was to sneak pass him, get the hell out of there and try to put this whole thing behind me. I walked down the long hallway and I soon spotted him, there he was in the kitchen, actually cooking …food…that smelt amazing. He kept surprising me. He can cook now? I was being distracted. I had to focus on getting out of there unseen. But how could I concentrate, when not only the food smelled great but the man cooking it was doing it wearing only his briefs? He looked as scrumptious as the scent of what he was cooking? His legs and his ass looked especially delectable but God, I was so hungry. I was starving, nevertheless filling my stomach was not my main priority at that moment. 

I quickly snapped back to the task at hand. I decided to make a run for it. I dashed across the room as fast as my feet would allow me. I wasn’t going to stop until I entered that elevator and it closed, rendering Vincent out of sight and out of mind but I wasn't quick enough. 

He spotted me and didn't hesitate for second his decision to chase after me. I thought for sure I would make it but he was so fast. Let’s just say if he was the lion and I was the deer, I would have been dead. Devoured by the dominant. It appeared that one minute he was twenty feet behind me. I turned around a second later and he was already face to face with me, his strong hands wrapped around my arm. 

His grip was tight and he clearly he no intentions of letting go. I was busted. I didn’t bother trying to escape him. It would have been senseless of me. “And I thought I was the one with no manners. Were you really going to leave like that?” he asked knowing the answer. 

“Could you let go of my arm please?” I insisted......... 

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I could not believe what I had done. A stranger? From a random nightclub? Sex? No condom? What the fuck was wrong with me? As if it wasn’t already bad, now I had to face him that morning. I could smell the enchanting aroma of food being made in the kitchen. 

My master plan was to sneak pass him, get the hell out of there and try to put this whole thing behind me. I walked down the long hallway and I soon spotted him, there he was in the kitchen, actually cooking …food…that smelt amazing. He kept surprising me. He can cook now? I was being distracted. I had to focus on getting out of there unseen. But how could I concentrate, when not only the food smelled great but the man cooking it was doing it wearing only his briefs? He looked as scrumptious as the scent of what he was cooking? His legs and his ass looked especially delectable but God, I was so hungry. I was starving, nevertheless filling my stomach was not my main priority at that moment. 

I quickly snapped back to the task at hand. I decided to make a run for it. I dashed across the room as fast as my feet would allow me. I wasn’t going to stop until I entered that elevator and it closed, rendering Vincent out of sight and out of mind but I wasn't quick enough. 

He spotted me and didn't hesitate for second his decision to chase after me. I thought for sure I would make it but he was so fast. Let’s just say if he was the lion and I was the deer, I would have been dead. Devoured by the dominant. It appeared that one minute he was twenty feet behind me. I turned around a second later and he was already face to face with me, his strong hands wrapped around my arm. 

His grip was tight and he clearly he no intentions of letting go. I was busted. I didn’t bother trying to escape him. It would have been senseless of me. “And I thought I was the one with no manners. Were you really going to leave like that?” he asked knowing the answer. 

“Could you let go of my arm please?” I insisted......... 

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