So I found this little ditty on my iPad… I apparently have the memory of an eighty year old. Lol. I had totally forgotten about it! So I'm posting this to hopefully peak your interest and hold y'all over til I have time to re-write His Shirt. Enjoy my loves!
WARNING: In this story, boys like boys… but you already knew that if you're here. (:
DISCLAIMER: Yada yada yada… I don't own these boys. Also. Creative liberties and all that jazz. This story is entirely AU! Surprise surprise!
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Will carefully balanced the tray of drinks on his palm, weaving skillfully through the maze of tables and writhing bodies. He set the tray down on a nearby empty table and quickly passed the glasses out to the patrons occupying the booth.
He received smiles from the customers and he double checked that they didn't need anything else before moving on to his next stop.
After checking on all his tables Will ducked behind the bar, joining Carson Stacks, the club's resident master bartender.
Scanning the crowd, Will picked out many familiar faces along with several strangers. However, his gaze landed on a boy. Scratch that. A man. No boy could make denim look that sinful. He was all man.
His eyes flickered to the stranger's face, making sure he still had a green light to ogle the man. Starting from the bottom, Will took in the worn converse sneakers that fed into those positively dangerous jeans. Forcing himself to drag his eyes away from the cloth covered crotch of the stranger, Will continued his visual journey of this Adonis. A dark gray Henley thermal ensconced the upper body of said stranger.
What drew Will in wasn't the clothes or the fact that he was abso-fucking-lutely delicious. It definitely had something to do with the fact that he was reading. In the middle of a nightclub and he was curled up in a booth with his nose buried in a book.
If that didn't scream "fuck off" he didn't know what did.
Unable to resist a challenge; Will wanted to talk to him. Draw him out. Find out what his deal was.
He nodded at Carson, indicating that he was going to take his break.
Ditching his apron, Will wiped his hands on his jeans and headed toward the handsome stranger.
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Sonny had felt eyes on him long before there was a guy standing awkwardly in front of his booth. Sighing, Sonny marked his page and set his book down. Mentally preparing to deliver his standard "I'm not interested, I'm DD'ing for friends" line he turned to face the stranger.
However he quickly swallowed his words as his gaze landed on the bluest eyes he'd ever seen in his entire damn life.
The blue eyed beauty spoke and Sonny didn't catch a single word.
A blonde eyebrow arched, clearly waiting on an answer.
Sonny's cheeks darkened, "I'm sorry?"
The blonde man grinned and took a step closer, "I asked if I could join you."
Sonny gestured to the seat across from him, "By all means."
He held up his book, "Reading material not included."
Mentally face-palming himself Sonny nearly signed in relief when his new companion laughed.
Blue Eyes stuck his hand out and Sonny grasped it, squeezing gently and resisting the completely insane urge to lace his fingers through the stranger's.
Sonny dropped his hands before Blue Eyes considered hauling his ass right back out of the booth screaming "hand molester."
"I'm Will."
Sonny liked the way the name felt on his lips, "Hi Will. I'm Jackson. But my friends call me Sonny."
"So do I call you Jackson or Sonny?"
Sonny liked this guy, he knew how to play.
"Depends. You plan on us being friends?"
Will eyed Sonny, his gaze dripping with lust, "Absolutely."
"In that case, it's Sonny."
Will smiled, "As your friend, may I inquire as to what you're reading and why you're choosing to do so in the middle of a club?"
Sonny chuckled, "A fair question I suppose. And you can't laugh at my answer. Or I'm gonna kick you out of my booth."
Will made a cross my heart sign and waited for the answer.
"God. I can't believe I'm about to admit this to a total stranger."
Will interjected with a smile, "I'm wounded, I thought we were friends."
Sonny rolled his eyes, "You wanna know or not?"
Will grinned, "Yes!"
"So my grandma is in a nursing home and her group of friends always has a book of the month. They take turns picking books and all read it and then get together at the end of the month to talk about it. Usually it's those trashy romance novels."
Sonny could tell Will was struggling to keep a straight face so he figured he'd better finish the story before he was rolling on the floor laughing.
"Well one day I went to surprise her and it happened to be on the day they met and by God she wasn't about to miss it so she dragged me along. It was the most entertaining two hours of my entire fucking life."
Will, unable to contain his emotions, burst into laughter.
Sonny groaned and laid his head in his hands, "This is why honesty is so rare these days. Everybody is just so judgy!"
Will attempted to regain control of his facial features, schooling them into a face of mock concern.
"My apologies, please continue."
Sonny rolled his eyes at Will's over compensation and decided, what the hell, might as well go big or go home.
"Like I said. It was fucking hysterical. All these old ladies sitting around gossiping about the book. Old people just don't give a shit. They say whatever they damn well please. So I started going. There. Judge away."
Will grinned and rested a hand on his heart, "Why I would never judge you deary. You are just the cutest lil ole thing I've ever seen."
Sonny raised his brows and deadpanned, "You'd fit right in."
Will snickered and held his hands up in surrender, "I'm sorry. I swear I'm done. I think it's cute."
Sonny groaned, "You and all the other jackasses I work with."
Will smiled, "What do you do?"
"I'm a firefighter."
A soft 'fuck me that's hot' fell from Will's lips and Sonny arched a brow, "You gonna buy me a drink first?"
Will's cheeks flamed in embarrassment, "Oh God. My verbal filter is apparently nonexistent at the moment. I'm just gonna walk away and hope the ground swallows me whole."
Sonny bit his lip and gave Will a look of unrestrained desire, "If the ground doesn't, I sure as hell will."
Will's eyes widened in surprise before a saucy smile settled on his lips.
"Now Sonny, don't go makin' promises you don't intend to keep."
"That's one promise I definitely plan on keeping."
Will frowned slightly when Carson caught his eye and gestured that he needed some help behind the bar.
Sliding towards the edge of the booth Will gave Sonny a grin.
"Come see me at the bar in a bit and I'll buy you that drink."
Sonny smiled, "Deal."
Will hopped out of the booth and turned to face Sonny with a smirk, "Sorry I interrupted your reading."
Sonny watched Will's ass a little too closely as his form retreated across the room.
Smiling to himself, Sonny couldn't help but play the encounter over in his mind.
He had a feeling that his life was going to get very interesting. And for once he wasn't referring to a book.
Hope you liked the first chapter sweets! Again, all of you are muthafuckin' rockstars. Please review if you're so inclined, it means the world to me.
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Amy
