Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Nine
When Axel had first seen West in the lobby, he’d actually stumbled then stood there, staring at the man’s profile. The chances of them running into each other again had to be exceedingly unlikely, yet there he stood. Axel had come out of his stupor, a spurt of joy burbling to life inside of him. Then that other fool had touched West’s dick. Axel’s mood plummeted to quickly the room seemed to spin with the weight of his disappointment. He’d have left if...
Published on October 20, 2014 15:00