An Unlocked Mind (Secrets #2)(113)

When Rob was done admiring the room, Jarod and Eli escorted them back downstairs, where his collaring party went on until the wee hours of the morning.

When Vic finally got his boy into bed, however, he wasn’t too tired to remind Rob how grateful he was to have him in his life.




VIC CAME home Monday night, full of a new project, and announced he had a lot of work to do after they ate. Rob set about making something light for dinner, while Vic sat at the table, typing numbers into a spreadsheet. Occasionally he’d stop, sigh, rub his fingers over his bald head, and then go back to work.

Rob enjoyed moments like this, where Vic wasn’t in charge of the world but was simply a man finding his way, the same as Rob. While Rob loved Vic as a Dom, he enjoyed the man just as much.

After they finished eating something Rob was certain Vic hadn’t even tasted, he washed the dishes and put them away. Then he returned to the table, sat, and gazed at Vic. Several minutes passed like that, him watching Vic while Vic continued working, now and again absently taking a drink from his glass of water.

“Why are you staring at me?” Vic asked, without looking up.

“Just thinking,” Rob replied.

“Uh-oh. Should I be worried?” Vic was still focused on his work. “What are you thinking about?”

“How much I love you.”

Slowly Vic raised his head, and his smile warmed Rob’s heart. “Oh? And how much do you love me?” He moved the laptop to one side and took a drink from his glass.

Rob grinned, knowing he was about to push his luck. “I’m going to love you for the rest of our lives. Even when you get erectile dysfunction, I’m still going to be there for you.”

“Erectile—” Vic spluttered water over the table. He glared at Rob. “How old do you think I am?”

Rob shrugged a shoulder and covered Vic’s hand with his. “I dunno. Late fifties? Maybe early sixties?” Inside, he was snickering.

“Fifty?” Vic gaped. “Why, you cheeky little fucker!”

Rob grinned. “Corner time?”

Vic got out of his chair, grabbed Rob’s neck, and pulled him in for a kiss that made Rob’s toes curl. When Vic released him, Rob was breathless. “No, not tonight.” Vic pointed toward the ceiling. “Bedroom. Now. If I’m going to be stuck with losing my sex drive, I figure I’d better use it before I lose it.”

“But what about your project?” Rob teased.

Vic speared him with an intense look. “I’ve got a very hands-on project to deal with first. All work and no play and all that. You’ve got precisely thirty seconds to get to the bedroom. After that, I’m coming for you.”

Vic reached down to pinch Rob’s arse, which led to a very undignified squeal as he got up and rushed upstairs toward the bedroom, stripping off his clothes and tossing them as he went. Behind him, he caught Vic’s sigh and knew he was picking up the discarded items. What made him laugh was Vic muttering under his breath, “There’s no place like home.”

One thing Rob was certain of—Vic’s life would never be boring.

At least, not if Rob had anything to say about it.