All Chapters of Brown-Eyed Boy (Bk2): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LIAMI breathlessly tucked in my spent c*ck, already starting to feel mortified, with my actions.Damn you, Daniel! For arousing these sensations, I can't even describe. For god's sake, I just finished wanking, picturing him. I have never had a faster release with my hand.What I feel for him isn't just sexual, it goes deeper than that. And I think he knows it too. Anytime he is around, I can't keep calm. My heart starts pounding, palms sweating and my cock jerks anytime I feel his touch. There is also this warm fuzziness I feel when I am with him. I have found it easy, to speak my mind in his presence, which rarely happens. Yesterday our gaze met briefly across the field, anyone watching would have caught onto us. I couldn't tear my eyes off him, and neither could he, honestly. It took much effort and nudging from Gianna for him to break the stare. And even then, I was disappointed he did.I had no caution with Daniel. No breaks, no restraints whatsoever. I was just falling hard,

LIAM I stiffened in his arms the moment he hugged me. It was unexpected, but after the initial shock wore off, I allowed myself to relax and enjoy the warm embrace. Hugging Daniel felt nice, really nice. I buried my nose on his chest and smelled the lemon-ish fragrance clinging to his shirt. His hands which held just below my shoulders were rubbing softly on my back in a comforting manner. It was as if he was drilling it to my mind that he was there with me. I was aware of my body's reaction to his nearness, and so was he. I reluctantly pulled back, but we still stood close, feeling each other's breath. His head started to lower, closing the distance between our faces as seconds ticked by. If not for my untimely sneeze, our lips could have touched. He chuckled awkwardly, stepping back, drawing a nervous smile from me. We kept the conversation flowing for a few more minutes, and he promised to look into my request. We agreed he should leave and let me carry on with the cleaning.

DANIEL My agitation only grew with time. When it got the better of me, I locked my office in a hurry, headed to the parking lot. I will have to wait until Monday to confront Liam. My phone blasted with Chris's name on the screen. I let it go straight to voicemail. I knew he would be pissed, but I would rather do the explaining face to face. My thoughts drifted back to Liam as I sped through the highway. I sincerely want the best for him, but I am not sure to what extent. I'm jeopardizing everything I believe in, just because I am interested in him. I would have talked to him before I left, but I didn't trust my emotions around him. Not when I am this agitated. My only hope is that those bastards don't end up double-crossing him. Because it would force me to react, and I am not sure whether it would be good for anyone. I took a right turn and spotted an empty parking spot, which I hurriedly occupied. I sighted Chris the moment I got into the bar. He was seated by the counter, glan

DANIELOne might think that I am used to the chaos and mess that comes with my title as a warden, but don't be fooled.The kind of sh*t that goes around in prison is quite unpredictable. Take for instance now, it's just a few minutes past 4 am, and I am in my car heading to work. Apparently, I had three murders on my hands and no one knows anything. From what I understand, it started with a fire.Three hours later and my phone is blowing up crazily. My superiors are demanding answers I don't have. And it doesn't help that I have a certain inmate to avoid. I have four guys interviewing the inmates on the matter and Gianna, Kane, and I are working on an incident report. We need to have a convincing argument on why no one saw anything, or things will become really ugly for all of us. They might send in audits, and nothing good comes from such visits. But at the same time, three bodies cannot be ignored. I have three families to sadden with the breaking news, and I can't find a logical

DANIEL “F*ck!” I turned sharply, cursing loudly. I didn't move, though.How could I have not seen it? All this while it has been staring right at me, but I was a dumbass for not seeing it. Liam is still hung up on Spencer.I had said 'f*ck' it and went after my deepest desires. I would have devoured his lips sooner, but I needed his consent. Also, I wanted to let him know that he had a choice; that he would always have one. When I halted in my movements, it was to search for any sign of discomfort on his face. I am still fighting to level my breathing before I face him. He leaned closer and bumped his head on my back as he wrapped his hands on my waist. “Why did you stop me?” His shaky voice sounded pained, with a hint of desperation.He tightened his hold on me as he rubbed his face up and down, back and forth on my back. “ Talk to me, please. I don't understand…” he trailed off.I turned to face him without saying a word deliberately. I lifted my hand and ran my fingers through