It was two days later when we got the clearance from Zal and his men to go back to my vacation home. But by that time Remy was already comfortable in the safehouse telling me that he didn't want to pack and unpack again for just one night stay since we were going to go back the next day. And so we didn't, we stayed at the safe house though I did get him to visit the vineyard and we have a very lovely private tour. "It just seemed like a waste, I know I should spit it out. But I already told you, I'm not a wine guy." Remy swayed a bit in his stance as he bravely took another sip of the different pinot noir. I doubt that he had the taste bud to differentiate any longer, but I let him be. Darian had watched him with fondness and I couldn't tell him not to because it was still part of his job to watch us.Since the pool incident, Darian stayed neutral. He acted as his usual self and I appreciated him for doing so. I hooked up with him over a year ago after he visited

Dion and I had been secretly meeting for sex for almost a month. He had been coming to my place for dinner, sometimes after for the obvious reason of sex. He would sleep over at mine more times than not. We'd been having a lot of sexy times and I was exploring myself more and more. The man sure knows how to work my body and I've been spread on almost every surface of my apartment. "Are you sleeping over tonight?" "Hmm-mm..." he nuzzled my face while our body was still sticky from our cums. "Yeah, sure, I swing by my place before work tomorrow. Why? you still want my dick for your late-night snack Mr. Davenport?" Every time I asked and every time he asked back with more or less the same thing. He trailed his kisses down to suck on my nipple and I was whimpering again in no time. "I'm spent. I don't think I can...""Sssh... let me do the work," his hand was on my hip, caressing my waist before cupping my ass cheek, squeezing, getting me to

"That's ridiculous. Why would you do that? Wait, he had a man in his penthouse?"Zal had just reported that he visited Oscar a couple of days ago, telling me that he was worried that my uncles wanted to get back to me through Oscar. The idea was ridiculous, I told Zal exactly that. But then my mind went blank the moment he said that Oscar had a man in his place. I mean, it's not like I don't have a man. I have a boyfriend now, I have Remy. Though thinking about Oscar with another man... there was a selfish side of me that hated the fact. "Yes, a man. Why, cousin? I thought you were letting him go, letting him move on to be safe." Zal looked at me, there was a little snark in his tone. He knew that I was getting serious with Remy and he had told me that he can actually protect Oscar if I wanted things to move forward with the guy. But then I remembered why. His family. Oscar was deep in the closet, actually just like I am. Having to spend time with Remy, it was li

It was almost one week later when Ghazi surprised me with beach-themed bags of clothes. Robyn was hand-delivering them with a big grin on her face. "It's my excuse to get out of the office and meet you, though I know Ghazi had your measurement on point." We shook hands after she let herself in as if she had done many times before me."Zal told me that the boss man had you move in days ago. Thank you! He's much more bearable now in the office. So, Remy, are you excited about Capri?""Uh ...what?""Oh...crap, I just ruined the surprise didn't I?"I tried to not upset her by telling her that I'd keep quiet. "I can keep a secret or two you know.'"Ohhh...I know I'm going to like you. You and I will go a long way, Remy. You have my number. Let me know if I can be of use to you." She winked. Yeah, her number kind of slid into my contact list the day she called me to take care of my passport for our last trip to the wine country. I never knew people can m

Since we were back from Capri Remy was looking a bit lost, probably 'cause he was still making himself home at mine. He was also still struggling after having to quit his work as a bartender, seeing that the commute was ridiculous. Lately, he has been working on his designs. I helped him set up a room for his working space. But still, I know I wanted him to be happy and I was confident that he was going to like the new working space that I had secretly prepared for him. I just need to get him there and let him see it.Mornings with Remy have been a bundle of happy surprises. I was feeling a lot since our trip to Italy. Love is on the tip of my tongue that morning when I watch him sleeping peacefully, naked in my bed. My hand caresses his arm and his eyes slowly open and his lazy smile plastered on his gorgeous face. "Good Morning.""Mhmm...a very good morning to you too." He snuggled closer to my half-naked body and inhaled my scent like he always does every damn morni