Dracul's Revenge 02: Anarchy in Blood by Carol Lynne, T. A. Chase Page A

talk with everyone in the room.”

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    “Who’s in the control briefing?”
    “Seems like everyone. Wetherby’s there and he’s steaming. I’m afraid he might have a heart attack in the Oval Office, and wouldn’t that look good to the public.” Aaron paused.
    “I got some information for you on the first two victims.”
    “Wow…that’s fast.”
    “I have to earn that large fee I charged you.” He laughed.
    Aaron joined in and Gray could almost feel the tension ease from Aaron, even over the phone. Aaron’s voice sounded less strained.
    “But I’ll share that with you tomorrow when we meet for lunch. I really called to tell you good night.”
    “What? You’re not going to tell me anything tonight? That’s not fair.” Aaron complained.
    “It might not be fair, but I want to double check some things before I hand it over to you. It’s important to get everything right the first time around on this. I don’t want to risk ruining anyone’s life over a mistake.”
    “Thank you for that.”
    “I’ve had my career ruined by false claims and mix-ups. I wouldn’t do it to someone else, no matter who they were.”
    Gray leaned his head back on the couch and stared up at the ceiling. His cock throbbed, wanting to feel Aaron’s hand, or mouth, or just about anything of Aaron’s, rubbing against it.
    He pressed the heel of his hand to his erection and bit back a moan. He must not have done a very good job at silencing it.
    “Are you okay?”
    “Just thinking about you and what I’d like to do to your mouth,” Gray confessed.
    “Oh.” Aaron coughed. “Ummm…”
    “Don’t worry. I’m not going to talk you into phone sex. Since you’re probably in your office outside the President’s and surrounded by agents.”
    “True, but you know I’ll have the hardest time sitting comfortably now,” Aaron whispered.
    “Sorry.”
    “No, you’re not.”
    Aaron was right. Gray wasn’t sorry to hear that he’d gotten Aaron hard.

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    “You’re right. I’m not sorry, but I won’t bother you anymore tonight about it. I thought you should know I’ll be thinking about you while I’m lying in bed, trying to sleep.”
    A soft groan hit his ears and he grinned.
    “You’re an ass, man.”
    Gray couldn’t resist. “You’re right. I am an ass man, and I happen to find yours incredibly sexy.”
    “You’re not helping.”
    Aaron’s breathless laugh danced in Gray’s ear and his cock stiffened even more. What would Aaron sound like while Gray made love to him? Would he laugh or moan? Did he like to get fucked hard or slow? So many questions and Gray planned to have all of them answered before he was done.
    “I’ll let you go back to work. Keep Douglas from pulling his hair out about this. We’ll get to the bottom of it before too long.”
    “Dream about me, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    After hanging up, Gray pushed to his feet. Butch and Kid followed him through the house as he shut off the lights. He set the alarm and headed upstairs where he stripped. He plugged his phone into the charger next to the bed and patted the mattress. His dogs took up their usual places at the foot of his bed. Sliding under the covers, he hoped his dreams would be full of Aaron, instead of the normal nightmares and bad memories.

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    Aaron pocketed his phone and went back into the Oval Office. He hoped the physical remnants of his conversation with Gray weren’t still noticeable.
    “Why me?” Rick was asking. The question didn’t seem to be directed at any one person in the room, more to the universe-at-large.
    “We don’t even know for sure that someone is trying to set you up,” Wetherby cut in.
    “Really? Then why were those pictures sent to the news? And why was a dead body dumped in my backyard?” Rick shook his head. “I can’t explain it, but I know in my gut someone’s out to either get me or fuck