Chapter 9 Kyle Dylan Parker vs. Aaron Hunter: His erotic addiction...Rain check!
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When Kyle and Aaron eventually came out of the room, they found Max, the two cameramen, and another young man whom Aaron had never seen before, waiting patiently for them in the lounge. Aaron wondered who the stranger was. Probably a new actor, he thought. He was built like a wrestler and had this…‘no-nonsense look’. Where the fuck was Max getting all these hunks from, Aaron wondered.
“Well, well, well, it’s about time,” Max drawled as he came towards them.
“You know what to do, Nick.” Kyle ignored Max and addressed the Triple H look alike. “Keep me posted.”
“Sure Boss,” ‘Triple H’ responded and started towards the room Aaron and Kyle had just fucked in.
“I’ll be in touch, Viggo,” Kyle said and then gave Max a firm handshake.
“Good show, man,” Max said with a kiss-arse smile which made Aaron frown in confusion. Had he missed something?
Aaron was getting more convinced that his earlier thinking, that Kyle had something on Max, might be right after all. He also noticed that there was something about Kyle that screamed power. Well, he did say they had to talk. Aaron couldn’t wait to hear whatever Kyle had to say.
“Shall we?” Kyle said to Aaron as he gestured towards the door.
“I’ll be right out,” Aaron told Kyle and turned to Max. “I need to discuss something important with you. I’ll pass by tomorrow. Two p.m. okay with you?”
“Sure, Ron. That was some hot shit my boy.” Max laughed patting Aaron on the back. “See you tomorrow.”
With a nod to the other guys, Aaron went out. When he saw Kyle in a sleek navy blue Range Rover, he grinned. The guy obviously did something else besides acting porn. Aaron whistled as he got in the passenger seat.
“Nice,” He drawled, clicking the seat belt in place.
“Thanks. Hey, are you okay?” Kyle hadn’t missed Aaron’s wince when he adjusted himself in the seat and couldn’t shake off the feeling of guilt. Aaron was obviously in pain.
“What do you think?” Aaron muttered, turning to look at Kyle.
“Sorry,” Kyle said quietly.
“Don’t be. You were just doing your job.” Aaron said, reaching into his back pocket to pull out his phone.
Just as Kyle turned on the engine, his own cell phone rang. He couldn’t keep the smile off his face when he saw who was calling.
“Hey, little brother. What’s up?”
“Someone seems to be in high spirits. What are you up to?” Ken asked with a chuckle on the other end of the phone.
“Just work. You okay?”
“Yeah. Just thought I’d check-in.”
“Ken…”
“Don’t panic Ky. I’m fine. Wasn’t feeling too good this morning but I’m better now. Can’t find my Spiru…”
“I’ll be right there.”
“You don’t…”
“There’s a new box of Spirulina on the top shelf in the bathroom. See you soon.” Kyle hung up.
Aaron frowned. He couldn’t help but notice how badly Kyle’s hands were shaking. All was not well from his telling reaction. He deduced from the short conversation and Kyle’s reaction that whoever he’d spoken to was not only very close to him but was also not well.
“Your brother is sick,” It wasn’t a question.
Staring straight ahead as though he were in a trance, Kyle nodded. He wanted his nerves to calm down before he eased the car into traffic. He could feel himself shaking. Fuck!
Kyle turned to Aaron. “Listen, I…”
“I know. Go take care of him,” Aaron said quietly.
Kyle nodded and reached out his hand to Aaron. “Give me your phone.”
After a slight hesitation, Aaron handed over his cell phone to Kyle who promptly keyed in his number and dialed himself. Then he handed the phone back.
“Kyle?” Aaron asked looking at the saved name.
“That’s my name. Dylan too. But that’s my middle name. Everybody calls me Kyle. Kyle Parker.”
“Aaron Hunter,” Aaron said softly. “Ron Hunt is only my…”
“I figured. So…I’ll call you.” Kyle said looking at Aaron. He didn’t want to leave him. There was an inexplicable tightness inside Kyle’s chest at the mere thought of not seeing Aaron again. It just didn’t feel right. And that feeling scared the hell out of Kyle. He cleared his throat and asked in a hoarse voice; “Where can I drop you off?”
“Oh no, you don’t ha…” Aaron started reaching for his seat belt buckle.
“I insist,” Kyle stated. “Where were you going to go from here?”
Aaron shrugged. “Home.”
“Give me your address.” Kyle eased into the traffic.
Aaron stared at Kyle. No one from his ‘work’ knew where he lived. Even as he rattled off his address, Aaron couldn’t believe he was actually giving a total stranger his home address. Stranger? Yeah right. If only his sore butt had a mouth.
Kyle parked his car in front of Aaron’s apartment block, which was in a very decent neighbourhood, and turned to look at him. On the ride there, Aaron had confided that he lived with his sick mother and therefore understood what Kyle was going through. He’d encouraged Kyle to take it easy and hope for the best.
“Thanks for the ride,” Aaron said as he released his seat belt. Then he turned to face Kyle and had to suppress a gasp…Kyle’s desire-filled eyes were on his lips. Aaron bit his lower lip nervously and heard Kyle groan low in his throat.
“I want to kiss you so bad right now,” Kyle whispered, staring at those kissable lips.
Aaron let out a shaky breath. “Gotta go. Take care.” Then Aaron got out of the car and broke into a run. He ran to save his sanity.
Kyle Parker made him crazy, made him want to gladly break all his rules, and made his world tilt with just a look. Aaron didn’t stop running till he got to his room. Then he flung himself onto his bed and let out a loud, frustrated scream into his pillow. What in blazes was happening to him?
Kyle watched Aaron run into the building and sighed. He was hard as a rock. He wanted Aaron Hunter with a ferocity that surprised him. They really needed to talk. Kyle wanted to explain his part in their encounter and why he had to go to such lengths to do it. He wanted to explain before Aaron heard it from another person. He wasn’t as concerned about making him angry as he was about hurting him. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt, Aaron. He was going to see to his brother first and then come back for Aaron. And with that resolution, Kyle sped off towards Ken’s house.