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in a hold tighter than any he’d experienced physically before, and they both seemed to slip into a long moment where everything around them evaporated, leaving only them and the tension Dominque felt building up between them. Unsure if it was just him, or if Jacob himself could sense the heaviness hanging in the air, Dominque turned, his back now to Jacob, eyes closed, and shallow breaths slowly being taken in while he again composed himself.
“I should invite you to every event.”
“But you won't.” Dominque smiled as he slipped on his jacket. “It’s okay. I understand. I'm not what you want and that's fine.” It was far from okay in his mind, and the powerful need to turn and gaze at Jacob, plead with him to let him stay and make him happy, was stronger than any other feeling he could recall experiencing for years. Instead, Dominque took a solitary, quick glance over his shoulder, not being able to meet those green eyes.
Jacob shook his head, a coy smile playing on his lips. “No, we don’t always get what we want in life, do we?”
“I guess not.” Dominque walked over to him, restraining the sigh escaping his lips and holding out his hand as he eventually met Jacob’s eyes. “I've enjoyed tonight. Thank you.”
“You enjoyed yourself?” Jacob stood up, taking Dominque’s hand in his and looking down into his eyes.
“I did. Especially the back rub.” Dominque grinned. “You have magical fingers.”
Jacob smiled more openly than he had during the night, those bright eyes sparkling in the light and doing strange things to Dominque’s pulse. “Well, knowing the inside of a body and how it works helps.”
“That’s… slightly disturbing.” Dominque chuckled, enjoying the genuine smile playing on the edges of Jacob’s lips. “Good night, Mr Buchanan.”
“Good night, Dominque. It’s been…” He paused, smiling wider. “Interesting.”
“Yes, for me too.”
Jacob stepped back and walked to the door, opening it and watching Dominque walk outside where he took hold of his shoulder. “How will you get back home?”
“Oh, I have a driver. I'm staying at a hotel tonight not far from here. He’ll make sure I get there safely. Thank you.”
“Good. Take care, Dominque.”
“You too… Jacob.” Dominque lifted up on his tiptoes and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, feeling every inch of the guy stiffening in response, well, not every inch. Jacob really, really didn’t like to be touched.
Dominque made his way to the lift, feeling the heavy gaze from Jacob on him all the time until the doors opened and he rushed in. He pressed the ground floor button and fell against the wall.
It was a shame Jacob hadn’t wanted him because he was one person who Dominque would have enjoyed sharing a bed with for a few hours, and not just sleeping in it either, although it was incredibly sweet of him to let him drift off for a couple of hours.
Not many men would be willing to pay for their escort to be unconscious. He couldn't be that bad. He’d cared for Dominque in a way most other men would never have done.
J acob ignored Robert’s question. Instead, he concentrated on assessing the images from the MRI scan in front of him. “The tumour could be cancerous.”
Robert sighed… again. “Jay, I didn’t ask you here for an opinion.”
“Yes, you did. I specifically remember you saying those exact words to me over the phone an hour ago.”
Robert smirked at him. “Yeah, but I didn’t mean it. Come on!” He threw his hands up in the air. “Where’d you meet him and why didn’t I know about him?”
“Because…” Jacob sighed. He didn’t need to lie to Robert. They shared pretty much everything about their personal lives. “He’s not my boyfriend.”
“But he could be.”
“No.” Jacob threw himself into the leather chair behind Robert’s desk and shook his head. “No, he couldn't ever be mine for two reasons. One being he’s not what I need. He may have certain traits in
“I should invite you to every event.”
“But you won't.” Dominque smiled as he slipped on his jacket. “It’s okay. I understand. I'm not what you want and that's fine.” It was far from okay in his mind, and the powerful need to turn and gaze at Jacob, plead with him to let him stay and make him happy, was stronger than any other feeling he could recall experiencing for years. Instead, Dominque took a solitary, quick glance over his shoulder, not being able to meet those green eyes.
Jacob shook his head, a coy smile playing on his lips. “No, we don’t always get what we want in life, do we?”
“I guess not.” Dominque walked over to him, restraining the sigh escaping his lips and holding out his hand as he eventually met Jacob’s eyes. “I've enjoyed tonight. Thank you.”
“You enjoyed yourself?” Jacob stood up, taking Dominque’s hand in his and looking down into his eyes.
“I did. Especially the back rub.” Dominque grinned. “You have magical fingers.”
Jacob smiled more openly than he had during the night, those bright eyes sparkling in the light and doing strange things to Dominque’s pulse. “Well, knowing the inside of a body and how it works helps.”
“That’s… slightly disturbing.” Dominque chuckled, enjoying the genuine smile playing on the edges of Jacob’s lips. “Good night, Mr Buchanan.”
“Good night, Dominque. It’s been…” He paused, smiling wider. “Interesting.”
“Yes, for me too.”
Jacob stepped back and walked to the door, opening it and watching Dominque walk outside where he took hold of his shoulder. “How will you get back home?”
“Oh, I have a driver. I'm staying at a hotel tonight not far from here. He’ll make sure I get there safely. Thank you.”
“Good. Take care, Dominque.”
“You too… Jacob.” Dominque lifted up on his tiptoes and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, feeling every inch of the guy stiffening in response, well, not every inch. Jacob really, really didn’t like to be touched.
Dominque made his way to the lift, feeling the heavy gaze from Jacob on him all the time until the doors opened and he rushed in. He pressed the ground floor button and fell against the wall.
It was a shame Jacob hadn’t wanted him because he was one person who Dominque would have enjoyed sharing a bed with for a few hours, and not just sleeping in it either, although it was incredibly sweet of him to let him drift off for a couple of hours.
Not many men would be willing to pay for their escort to be unconscious. He couldn't be that bad. He’d cared for Dominque in a way most other men would never have done.
J acob ignored Robert’s question. Instead, he concentrated on assessing the images from the MRI scan in front of him. “The tumour could be cancerous.”
Robert sighed… again. “Jay, I didn’t ask you here for an opinion.”
“Yes, you did. I specifically remember you saying those exact words to me over the phone an hour ago.”
Robert smirked at him. “Yeah, but I didn’t mean it. Come on!” He threw his hands up in the air. “Where’d you meet him and why didn’t I know about him?”
“Because…” Jacob sighed. He didn’t need to lie to Robert. They shared pretty much everything about their personal lives. “He’s not my boyfriend.”
“But he could be.”
“No.” Jacob threw himself into the leather chair behind Robert’s desk and shook his head. “No, he couldn't ever be mine for two reasons. One being he’s not what I need. He may have certain traits in
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