Running Hot

It was almost as if he were being intentionally rude so as to push Calvin away. A half hour ago, Calvin would have been put off with it. Believed the man wanted nothing to do with him. That was before he saw the look James had tossed his way on the way out. He had no doubt James wanted this as much as he did. There had to be something holding him back from admitting it though. Calvin determined he would find out, too, even if he had to sit in the back of the goddamn ambulance all night long. "You know what I'm talking about. Don't be coy, even though you do look damn sexy while doing it."

That finally got a reaction. James's head snapped up, his eyes sharp with anger. "I told you I had class the next day. So I got up early and didn't want to wake you."

Closing the door, he took the bench seat opposite of James. Leaning forward on his knees, Calvin slowly shook his head. "Sorry, that just doesn't wash. If you had really done it to be considerate, you could have at least left a note or called me."

James let out an aggravated sigh. "Look, I just thought I'd save us the trouble of exchanging the usual fake I'll-call-you-tomorrows. Besides, even if I had wanted to give you a call, I couldn't since we don't have each other's numbers."

"How do you know that I didn't want to see you again?" Calvin challenged. He knew he shouldn't be taking delight in James's anger, but couldn't help it. If this had just been some casual encounter, then there is no way James would be getting this worked up over it. No, he did care. He obviously wasn't ready to admit it yet though.

"Come on, since when would a rich doctor go slumming with someone like me, unless it was for a quick fuck?"

"And how do you know I didn't want more?" Calvin reached out and lightly skimmed his fingers over James's knee. "You never gave me a chance to prove otherwise." James opened and closed his mouth several times like he was scrambling to find an argument to that logic. The anger quickly fled his face to be replaced doubt. Not much of an improvement, but at least it isn't a step back.

"What could you possibly want from me besides the obvious?" James asked.

"I don't know what guy made you so scared to trust anyone long enough to form a relationship, but if I ever find him, he's going to be sorry." Calvin leaned forward so his lips were just inches from James's ear. "I'm going to prove to you that I'm worthy of your trust if it's the last thing I do."

"How?" James whispered back.

His body grew still and tense, but at least he wasn't shrinking back or shoving Calvin away. At that moment, he was willing to take what he could. "I'm going to make sure that you're so satisfied and cared for that you're going to be too happy to worry. Maybe if I do that long enough, you'll realize there is no way I can ever give you up. Not after I've known how right it is to be with you."

"It was just sex," James protested.

Calvin was pleased to hear how shaky his voice was. "No it wasn't and you know it." Reaching behind James's head, Calvin pressed the light switch, plunging them into darkness. "Call Matt and stall him."

"We can't do this here."

"Yes, we can. Maybe if I suck you--fuck you enough, it'll finally sink in that you belong to me."

"Aren't they going to miss you in the hospital?" James swallowed hard, as his body started to tremble.

"No, I'm on my lunch break." Calvin slid to his knees, positioning himself between James's thighs. Looking up at him, he made a big show of licking his lips, enjoying the flare of desire the motion caused in James's eyes. "And I'm only hungry for one thing. Now get on the phone and stall Matt so I can get to it."

James nodded once before he fished his phone of his pocket.