distinct impression Alex had felt the same way from the way his nostrils flared when Sage was near, and the needy expression in his eyes took his breath away. He’d quite enjoyed testing Alex’s reaction to his nearness.
I could have swept everything off the desk, ripped his trousers right off that sexy tight arse of his and taken him right there. God, that would have felt so good.
He sat in the chair with a towel in his lap whilst Amy did his film makeup. She chatted, keeping him distracted whilst he went over his lines in his head, trying to get back into character. By the time the hour had passed he was feeling more comfortable, the steady mantra of lines he repeated in his head keeping him focused. He was ready to start filming. He sighed. It would be a long day but he was ready for it. There was time enough to think about Alexander Montgomery later tonight when he was alone in his room.
Chapter 10
Three weeks later, Alex sat in Melanie’s room, his hands gesturing animatedly as he talked to his therapist.
“He’s driving me crazy, Melanie. He’s funny, he’s pretty cute and he’s sexy as hell. I hardly ever think about anything bad when I’m with him. He makes me laugh. And we haven’t even slept together. But we have been spending quite a lot of time together on set and having the occasional evening drink.”
He wasn’t going to tell his therapist about the fantasies he’d been having or the fact the man made him want to rut like an animal. The last drink he and Sage had shared together, he’d been sure Sage had been about to kiss him. Instead Alex had gone to bed so sexually frustrated he’d jacked off twice to get his satisfaction, all the time imagining Sage’s naked body and his hot, greedy mouth.
All Alex could think about was the feel of Sage inside him, filling him and the taste of the man on his lips.
Melanie smiled in pleasure. “I’ve never seen you this animated about someone before. I like the fact you’re not obsessing about Eric or your needs. Every little moment you aren’t thinking about that is a step forward. It just goes to show that perhaps you’re ready to have a relationship with a man other than Eric.”
Alex’s face shadowed. “I wouldn’t go that far.” Then his expression changed. “I can tell he definitely likes me. He can be quite a flirt, which seems to surprise him.” He grinned. “He’s been a complete gentleman so far, unfortunately.” He smiled ruefully.
“You need to trust your instincts. From what you tell me, he’s not really the wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am type. His last relationships were long term and committed. I don’t know why they broke down but I’d imagine there was a good reason.”
Alex shook his head stubbornly. “I shouldn’t get emotionally involved. You know I can switch off. It just needs the right trigger and I’ll bury the emotions.”
Melanie sighed wryly. “By trigger, I assume you mean when you find a man you could care about you find an excuse to sabotage the relationship.”
She smiled as Alex scowled at her words. “I think you might be misleading yourself on this one. I don’t think you’ll find it as easy with Sage to push him away.”
She took a sip from her water glass. “When was the last time you saw Eric?”
“Three days ago,” Alex said without meeting her eye. “I tried so hard not to. I’m trying to reduce them. Eventually it got too much and I needed a session.” He frowned. “But something was different. I didn’t feel as committed as I normally do. Even Eric asked me what was wrong. He said I seemed to be more distant, less participating. He actually sounded worried about me.”
“Alex, I think you actually need this less than you think you do. You’re punishing yourself for something you haven’t shared with me yet.”
Alex felt his face flush.
“I think Eric is less worried about you than the fact that he’s had you to himself for two years now and he sees you almost as a
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