Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
There was nothing wrong with it. He could totally be in love with one man and crave the approval and attention of another.
It didn’t mean anything.
It couldn’t.
Chapter 9
Will had never felt so goddamn torn.
Part of him still couldn’t believe he was going through with this—that he was allowing Gadiel to go on a date with Scott and that he was going to accompany them. Regardless of his decision to help them, his gut told him that this was a bad idea. Gadiel was the son of the sheikh of Dubai. He wasn’t exactly unrecognizable, and there were eyes everywhere. A public gay date was a big risk.
It could have been worse. A movie date was a relatively safe choice: men going to a theater to watch a new blockbuster wouldn’t raise most people’s eyebrows. Gadiel was right that Will’s presence would make it look less suspicious.
Still. It was too damn risky.
“How do I look?” Gadiel said, spinning in front of the mirror. “What do you think?”
“Fine,” Will said distractedly. “So, Scott. You really think he’s right for you?”
“Will,” Gadiel said, glaring at him in the mirror. “You barely looked at me!”
Will’s lips twitched. Barely looked at him? He’d barely done anything but look at Gadiel since returning to the penthouse. Gadiel hadn’t left him alone for more than a few minutes. They’d eaten together, and then Gadiel had wrangled him into watching a soccer game with him. So much for the quiet afternoon he had been hoping for. But to his surprise, he hadn’t minded all that much. Gadiel was… so genuine and animated in his reactions, whether he was embarrassed, excited, or annoyed. Instead of being exhausted by him, Will found himself amused and reluctantly fascinated. He liked watching the boy. He hadn’t even minded Gadiel jerking off in his bed. He should have been grossed out or at least irritated, but he could summon neither disgust nor irritation. It was decidedly odd.
“I am looking at you, kid.”
“I told you not to call me kid,” Gadiel said, his lips folding into a pout that had no business looking so endearing. “You aren’t that much older than me!”
“Again, not true. You’re practically a baby.”
Gadiel’s pout intensified, becoming a full bottom lip situation. “Baby is better than kid. I wouldn’t mind being called baby.”
“Your brother won’t understand if I start calling you baby.”
Throwing his head back, Gadiel laughed. “I’ll pay you a million dollars if you do it in front of him! He’ll have a stroke!”
Will snorted, imagining Zain’s face. He’d be less than impressed for sure. “You don’t have a million dollars, baby,” he said. Over the past week, he’d come to realize that Gadiel wasn’t actually swimming in money. His brother gave him a small allowance, and Gadiel was very careful with it.
“So what do you think about this outfit?” Gadiel said after giving him a strange look.
“I think this pair of jeans is completely identical to the previous one,” Will said honestly.
“It’s not!” Gadiel said with an incredulous laugh. “Are you blind? The fit is completely different!” He turned to the mirror and looked at his ass. “My ass looks better in this one, I think.”
Will looked at said part of Gadiel’s anatomy. He’d always been an ass guy, and there was no denying that Gadiel had a cute bubble butt.
“What?” Gadiel said.
“It’s just strange seeing you in clothes like this. You don’t look like an Arab at all when you wear regular clothes.” It was true. Seeing Gadiel in tight pants seemed almost obscene, probably because he wasn’t used to it.
“I know. I look like my mother.” Gadiel smiled crookedly. “Apparently. I don’t remember her face well.”
Will gave him a long look, taking in his forced smile. “I thought your mother was still alive.”
“Oh, she is,” Gadiel said lightly. “I just haven’t seen her since I was six. I barely remember her.”
“Your father doesn’t allow her to see you?”
Gadiel let out a snort. “Don’t be silly, why would he bother? It would require him to actually remember about my existence more often than every other week. Besides, he doesn’t need to do it. She never tried to contact me after leaving.” His voice sounded very light and carefree. “Can’t blame the woman. She never wanted me. She just couldn’t abort me—father didn’t allow her to. No wonder she hates him—and me. I’m the reason she was forced to marry him after all.” He gave a tight smile. “That’s why I’m absolutely pro-abortion. Women shouldn’t be forced to give birth to babies they don’t want and can’t love.”
Will grimaced on the inside.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.
Gadiel’s throat bobbed. He shrugged, avoiding Will’s eyes. “It’s fine. I truly barely remember her. Even when I was a kid, I barely saw her around. On the rare occasion I saw her, she seemed either withdrawn or resentful.” Gadiel pursed his lips tightly and smiled again. “It was a relief, really, when she finally ran away to her home country and petitioned for the divorce.”