"Not well. I'm jet lagged as hell." That was his go to excuse because it was ever present and it could be true.
Angel stared at him trying to ascertain the truthfulness of that answer.
He nodded but didn't quite accept it. "Okay. I am going to give you some Vitamin C and some B12 at breakfast." Before Darius even started to whine and protest, Angel's index finger was up and in his front face. "You will take it. I don't want you to get sick. We've got work to do."
Before he had a chance to respond, Angel was climbing out of the pool. He couldn't help but sneak a peek. Each step up the ladder he took brought his ass closer to the water's surface. His butt seemed to sway invitingly with his steps up out of the pool. He decided Angel was just a sensational creature and when he moved you couldn't help but think of sex.
Dare's peek turned into a full-blown stare as Angel reached down for a towel on the lounge chair. His creamy fair skin was flawless; the water traced down his body and glistened in the sunlight. He had heard from Dusty that at one point Angel was a little plump. Not a single trace of plumpness remained. Angel was covered in lean muscles. His ass was better than any he had ever seen on a woman. His rounded globes looked like they would fit nicely in the palm of a hand. He tried to pull his eyes away from Angel because he realized he was far too interested in seeing his toweling off method.
Angel wrapped the towel around his waist and looked back into the pool at him with an odd expression. "You getting out?"
He quickly turned towards the ravine in an attempt to hide the fact that he had been ogling Angel like he was a piece of meat. He had developed a major problem that needed to 'go down' before he could get out of the safety of the water. "Nah, I just want to swim a bit more."
Angel's lovely face told him he didn't buy it but Angel didn't challenge him on it. "Okay, I'll meet you upstairs. Breakfast will be here soon. I ordered your usual for nine thirty."
He turned in time to see him tie the towel firmly around his waist as he walked into the French doors leading into his bedroom.
Dare decided fixing the temperature of the pool was probably a mistake, at least for him.
The remains of their breakfast back on the cart, Darius was watching Angel pace in front of him. Angel moved around a lot as they worked. It was like he couldn't sit still. Dare, on the other hand, stayed locked with his guitar on his lap and his keyboard next to him.
He played the melody one more time but the words remained just out of reach. They had made good progress this morning setting music and words down, but he knew Angel was frustrated with himself.
"Hey, we really did accomplish a lot today."
Angel looked over at him and tried to smile. He shuffled over to the day bed and tried to shake off the pout he was having. With a sigh of resignation, Angel climbed up onto the cushioned surface and threw himself onto the pillows face first.
Trying to reassure him, Dare sang while his fingers played back all they had done with the song in such a small space of time. Even before he finished, Angel's pout vanished and he turned over on his elbows to smile at him.
Angel's big brown eyes held his. Angel's grin was making Dare's heart do back flips. "You really do have a nice voice, Darius Stone. We have to get you to sing more during the show."
Dare blushed at the compliment. He also couldn't deny the small thrill he got when Angel used his full name, but he found Angel's praise hard to accept. He tried to change the subject. "This song is almost finished. Let's take a break."
"Okay. We'll take a break, and you can expect to be doing more singing." Angel wasn't one to give up. He pursed his lips daring Darius to challenge him.
Shrugging, he gave in. "Yeah. Whatever." He knew whatever Angel wanted he would get, so at times he didn't even try to fight it. Probably a
Angel stared at him trying to ascertain the truthfulness of that answer.
He nodded but didn't quite accept it. "Okay. I am going to give you some Vitamin C and some B12 at breakfast." Before Darius even started to whine and protest, Angel's index finger was up and in his front face. "You will take it. I don't want you to get sick. We've got work to do."
Before he had a chance to respond, Angel was climbing out of the pool. He couldn't help but sneak a peek. Each step up the ladder he took brought his ass closer to the water's surface. His butt seemed to sway invitingly with his steps up out of the pool. He decided Angel was just a sensational creature and when he moved you couldn't help but think of sex.
Dare's peek turned into a full-blown stare as Angel reached down for a towel on the lounge chair. His creamy fair skin was flawless; the water traced down his body and glistened in the sunlight. He had heard from Dusty that at one point Angel was a little plump. Not a single trace of plumpness remained. Angel was covered in lean muscles. His ass was better than any he had ever seen on a woman. His rounded globes looked like they would fit nicely in the palm of a hand. He tried to pull his eyes away from Angel because he realized he was far too interested in seeing his toweling off method.
Angel wrapped the towel around his waist and looked back into the pool at him with an odd expression. "You getting out?"
He quickly turned towards the ravine in an attempt to hide the fact that he had been ogling Angel like he was a piece of meat. He had developed a major problem that needed to 'go down' before he could get out of the safety of the water. "Nah, I just want to swim a bit more."
Angel's lovely face told him he didn't buy it but Angel didn't challenge him on it. "Okay, I'll meet you upstairs. Breakfast will be here soon. I ordered your usual for nine thirty."
He turned in time to see him tie the towel firmly around his waist as he walked into the French doors leading into his bedroom.
Dare decided fixing the temperature of the pool was probably a mistake, at least for him.
The remains of their breakfast back on the cart, Darius was watching Angel pace in front of him. Angel moved around a lot as they worked. It was like he couldn't sit still. Dare, on the other hand, stayed locked with his guitar on his lap and his keyboard next to him.
He played the melody one more time but the words remained just out of reach. They had made good progress this morning setting music and words down, but he knew Angel was frustrated with himself.
"Hey, we really did accomplish a lot today."
Angel looked over at him and tried to smile. He shuffled over to the day bed and tried to shake off the pout he was having. With a sigh of resignation, Angel climbed up onto the cushioned surface and threw himself onto the pillows face first.
Trying to reassure him, Dare sang while his fingers played back all they had done with the song in such a small space of time. Even before he finished, Angel's pout vanished and he turned over on his elbows to smile at him.
Angel's big brown eyes held his. Angel's grin was making Dare's heart do back flips. "You really do have a nice voice, Darius Stone. We have to get you to sing more during the show."
Dare blushed at the compliment. He also couldn't deny the small thrill he got when Angel used his full name, but he found Angel's praise hard to accept. He tried to change the subject. "This song is almost finished. Let's take a break."
"Okay. We'll take a break, and you can expect to be doing more singing." Angel wasn't one to give up. He pursed his lips daring Darius to challenge him.
Shrugging, he gave in. "Yeah. Whatever." He knew whatever Angel wanted he would get, so at times he didn't even try to fight it. Probably a
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