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.Maverick had no idea Carlo had deeper feelings for Dmitri or that he couldn t imagineleaving him behind in two weeks and going back to Italy with only his memories.Of course,Maverick couldn t see the loneliness within Carlo or feel the connection he had with Dmitri,which existed on another level entirely.He saw him as a playboy billionaire out to get hisrocks off.Maverick didn t understand that with wealth and beauty came a long line ofsuperficial lovers who only wanted his money and his beauty and his all skill in bed.But none ofthat was what Carlo was feeling for Dmitri and he had no intention of hurting the sweet youngman.But he did know this he was going to get to the bottom of what Dmitri was hiding if it wasthe last thing he did.The bell on the microwave dinged and Carlo stood, turning away fromMaverick s angry countenance.He took his time pulling the milk out of the refrigerator and pouring himself a glass andcollecting a fork and napkin before returning to the table.One look at Maverick and Carlo couldsee the man was trying hard to school his features so he could control another outburst.He sethis plate on the table and sat to eat.He was starving and rank and tired and he was in no moodto have this conversation with the tall, angry cowboy.He decided to put an end to it. Maverick, I like Dmitri.Mi piace molto, Maverick, molto.I no want hurt Dmitri.I will notgive hurt to Dmitri, he explained in broken English.Maverick stared across the table at him, sizing him up.He quickly scooted his chair back andstood up, reaching for the absent hat where he always set it down.When he saw it wasn tthere, he sighed, stood and walked to the front door, turning only as he pulled his hat off thepeg.He pointed again. Don t see him no more, Carlo.He don t need ya crawlin into his bed and into his heart andhurtin him.Capish? Carlo couldn t help but smile at Maverick's attempt at Italian.He realizedonce again just how attractive the gruff cowboy was.He watched as Maverick ripped open thescreen door and let it close with a bang as he walked out into the night.Carlo stared down athis rapidly cooling plate of Jenny s chicken enchiladas and decided he really had to haveanother talk with Dmitri about whatever it was that he was hiding and it would have to be assoon as possible.****The next morning was Wednesday and Carlo knew Dmitri would be taking the day off, morethan likely sleeping in.He made it his plan to go visit him right after breakfast.He had work todo in the winery to finish up his tasting of the white wines, but it could wait one more day so heset off to Dmitri s cabin after eating in the bunk house.Dmitri hadn t shown up but he reallyhadn t expected him to either.He knocked at the screen and a bed tossed Dmitri answered thedoor with a cup of coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other.He wore only tattered blue jeanswith the button open at the top.From his bare feet to his bare chest, Carlo allowed his eyes aslow sweep of the sexy, all male body before him and Dmitri smiled a sweet and sexy smile assoon as he saw Carlo.Carlo s cock throbbed and began to grow at the sight of him. Buongiorno il mio amore, Carlo said sweetly through the screen.Dmitri reached down,setting the coffee and bagel on a side table, then turned the handle, pulling the screen dooropen so Carlo could step through, which Carlo did, right into Dmitri's widespread arms.Heconnected with his lover s gaze only for a moment before being drawn into a flaming kiss.Heswept his tongue within Dmitri s hot mouth only seconds before he felt Dmitri s groan ofpleasure.Carlo felt Dmitri wrap his waist with strongly muscled arms and grip both ass cheeksin his hands, pulling him even harder against his thick cock.Carlo rocked back against Dmitri ashis lover humped against him, all the while kissing him deeply and softly sucking on Dmitri stongue to show him exactly what he wanted of his man.Carlo slipped one large thigh between Dmitri s legs and Dmitri obeyed the unspokencommand, riding his leg with his cock as the friction between the men turned incendiary.Carlomoaned out his own unspoken desire as he felt a burst of precome leave his cock, taking himcloser to what he needed of Dmitri this morning.He realized absently he was getting caught upin the moment and to be honest, though he wanted nothing more than to fuck the livingdaylights out of Dmitri right then and there in the doorway, he knew he wouldn t get anythingsaid if he let their behavior continue.He pulled his lips away and separated them by puttingboth hands on the shorter man s shoulders.****Dmitri could feel something in the air, he could see it in the way Carlo looked at him.Therewas something mighty important on Carlo s mind for him to separate them just when thingswere getting hotter than hot.His body was already craving every touch of Carlo, every strokeand every caress.He was jealous Carlo just spent his night under the same roof as Maverick andnot in his arms because Mav got to see him at sunup.His feelings for the sexy Italian studsuddenly hit him like a ton of bricks.He was falling hard and there was no stopping him.Rightnow he just wanted to pull Carlo back in his arms and take up where they'd left off.But by thelook on Carlo s face, that wasn t going to happen any time soon. Bello, we talk Dmitri? Carlo said, offering up a sexy smile as he took Dmitri s hand.Dmitrifollowed hoping he was being led to the bedroom, disappointed when instead, Carlo draggedthem to the couch.He leaned in toward Carlo, hoping to be able to sneak a kiss but Carlostopped him with a look.He sighed and sat back, adjusting his jutting erection in his jeans,knowing Carlo was watching. What is it? Dmitri asked quietly. Dmitri, you no tell Carlo everything.Why you no tell me, bello? His face pleaded withDmitri to come clean.Dmitri knew Carlo sensed there was something hidden in his past and hecursed himself for it.Once again, he was being asked to share the horrors of his youth.Wasthere no escape from Marcus Tucker even though he d killed the man long ago? Dmitri wasn tgoing to be forced to tell this time.He d seen pity in Maverick s face when he told him andthough he d schooled his features to hide it, Dmitri couldn t stand to see that again.Even if itpushed Carlo away, he wasn t going to talk about the God damned past any more.Dmitri putthat chapter behind him nearly six years ago and he wouldn t go through it again.He shook hishead rapidly, staring directly at Carlo. No.Nothing s wrong.I haven t lied to you about anything, about my feelings for you, hesaid in a sharp tone
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