Trent Crimm, Independent
Jamie frowned at the man on the other side of the door. "Trent?"
"Hello, Jamie."
"What are you doing here?" Jamie asked, opening the door wider.
"Roy asked me to come over at 6:30."
"He did?" Jamie shrugged and led the way to the kitchen. "He's been a bit weird today so why not…I didn't mean it like that but he's a bit of an introvert ain't he?"
"That's one way of putting it," Trent said.
"Trent," Roy called out, setting scones down on the table. "Thanks for coming, have a seat."
"I don't like scones," Jamie said.
"You're not allowed to eat them anyway," Roy said. "I made you a fruit and bran muffin."
Jamie groaned but he actually loved those fucking muffins.
"What would you like to drink?" Roy asked, looking at Trent.
"Tea," Trent said.
"He got like seven types," Jamie muttered. He sat at the table watching Roy move around the kitchen in the same way he'd been all evening – like he was nervous.
"Earl grey if you have it," Trent said.
"Sit down, I'll bring it over."
Roy made their tea and then sat at the end of the table. They all sipped. Trent made himself a scone but didn't take a bite.
"Thank you for the invite," Trent said. "But you said you needed my help with something?"
"Yes," Roy said. "As a witness."
"Witness?" Trent said, Jamie's voice echoing him.
"I quit my job earlier today," Roy started. Jamie stood up and his hip slammed into the table, making the cups wobble, but he didn't pause.
"What the fuck?" Jamie screeched. "Why?"
"Because I didn't want to do this while still your gaffer."
"What? "Jamie asked, looking from Roy to Trent who was smiling at him knowingly.
"Please, sit down Jamie."
Jamie sat on instinct. "What's going on?"
"Jamie, I have feelings for you."
Jamie knew Roy didn't mean it like Jamie wanted him to.
"Jamie?" Roy said when Jamie had been quiet for a few minutes.
"Why is Trent here?"
Roy's eyebrows grew fierce. "Because if you aren't interested in a relationship with me, I wanted someone here who is independent so you know there will be no negative consequences."
"Relationship?" Jamie asked, confused.
"Yes," Roy said. "With me."
"But?" he looked at Trent who, if anything, looked even more smug than he had before. "I don't understand."
"I think," Trent offered. "That Roy wanted you to feel safe rejecting him because he's in a position of power as your gaffer. It appears that he's quit and asked me to be here because you know he and I haven't always been friendly, and therefore, you would know that I am capable of being truthful should he put any pressure on you to date him."
"Why would he need to pressure me to date him?" Jamie asked.
Trent grinned. "Perhaps you should ask Roy."
"You want to date me?" Jamie asked, looking at Roy.
"Yes, I have feelings for you and would like to date you."
Jamie beamed and then laughed. "Holy shit, that's fucking great news, let's kick Trent out and have sex."
Trent sipped his tea.
"We should talk about it," Roy said.
"Okay," Jamie agreed. "I'm in love with you, think you're the best fucking thing in the world."
Roy's smile went directly to Jamie's cock. "I love you too."
"Trent," Jamie said. "Lovely to see you and all but Roy's not quitting his job, I wanna fuck him, yeah? We'll let ya know when we wanna come out together. Take the scones and leave."
Trent nodded, he stood up and took the plate of scones. "Thanks, I'll see myself out."
Jamie didn't wait for him to leave the room before he stood up, stepped close to Roy, yanked him up to standing and kissed him slow and soft and fucking perfect. Roy kissed him back, keeping the kiss soft and sweet before he pulled back.
"We don't need to rush." Roy's voice was deep and gravelly and made Jamie want to do things he would blush about when he remembered them.
"I've been wanting to fuck you since…well, I had thoughts about you when I was a teenager yeah but when I met ya I wanted to hate fuck ya, then I got to know you and I just wanted to fuck ya, then I fell in love with ya and now I just wanna soft fuck ya and cuddle and shit."
Roy smiled and leaned forward to press another kiss to Jamie's lips.
"I want you too," Roy said. "But…fuck…but I haven't done this with a guy before."
"Ever?"
"Ever. Only a couple of kisses when I was a teen."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Jamie said. "It musta been hard for ya."
Roy nodded, not saying anything.
"We don't have to do nothing you don't wanna, I can show you what to do, yeah?"
"Yeah," Roy said, smiling. "I'd fucking like that."
Roy leaned forward and kissed Jamie again. When they finally came up for air Jamie grinned.
"Best fucking day ever."
TBC...
