Free Colorado Flames WIth A Texas Twist by Sara York Page B

This was his girlfriend, the woman he’d probably end up dating for a few years and marrying, but that’s not what he wanted. He was making everything worse, or maybe better if he really thought he wanted a guy. Actually, he couldn’t tell what he wanted. The hot-blooded, sexy as hell, and built like a brick wall of a man still standing at the door ignited his desire and that freaked Brody out.
    “I can drop you at the doctor’s office,” Jessica said.
    Lying was difficult, but he didn’t want to hurt her. She had no idea how his desires had changed in the last few weeks. Hell, that was a lie, his desires hadn’t changed at all. Now that James had kissed him, his real desires were awoken. James’s actions had allowed Brody to see the truth and stop living a lie.
    “Sorry, but the doctor I’m going to isn’t close. You’ll miss your shift, and James has already agreed to take me.”
    Jessica glanced to James, her lips thinned to a tight line. “Do I know you?”
    “He’s someone I knew from when I lived in Washington,” Brody lied again. The lies were slipping off his tongue easier and easier.
    “Oh,” Jessica said and turned back to him. “I guess I’ll go now. Call and tell me how the appointment goes.”
    “Sure thing.”
    Jessica stared at him for a moment and he smiled then waved. They hadn’t kissed and he hadn’t shown her any real affection other than just a quick hug. For some strange reason he felt like he was cheating on James by holding Jessica. It should be the other way around. James and he weren’t dating, but he wanted them to be. Jessica moved to leave but turned to stare at him, her eyes narrowing before she sighed and walked out the door.
    James pushed the door closed but didn’t turn to face him. Brody slumped against the wall. How could he be so stupid? He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. The sound of James’s feet on the carpet drew closer. James was standing in front of him, but he couldn’t look up.
    “I have no idea what’s gotten into me,” Brody said.
    “What do you mean?”
    Finally, he looked up into James’s eyes. “She’s my girlfriend. Why did I just lie to her?”
    James shrugged. “Maybe you don’t really want a girlfriend.”
    “But—fuck. I don’t know what’s going on.”
    “Will she wait around for us to leave?”
    Brody shrugged. “Probably not. But I’ve made it so we can’t show our faces in town today.”
    “That’s okay, I don’t mind staying in.”
    “But you promised me a donut.”
    James huffed out a laugh. “I did. I could drive you into Pueblo.”
    “That’s kind of far for a donut.”
    “It will give us time to talk.”
    “About?” Brody asked.
    “Everything. Like me living here for a while until we figure out who wanted to hurt you.”
    “Oh no, there is no way you can sleep here.” Brody pushed away from the wall and hobbled to the kitchen, thoughts of the donut and trip into Pueblo fled. “You in my house, that’s too much.”
    “Could you just listen instead of trying to run away from me?”
    “No, no way. There is no freaking way I can have you in my—”
    “Your what?” James stood in the doorway to the kitchen, his arms crossed over his chest. “This is business. I’m not going to make a pass at you. You’re virtue is safe with me.”
    “Oh. Yeah, I wasn’t...” Brody shook his head and glanced away.
    “This guy, the one who tried to run over you, he’s not going to stop. You can’t ignore this. Let me help you figure it out so you’re safe.”
    “I don’t know.” He limped over to the sink and leaned against the counter. James strolled over, his hips swaying slightly. Why was he noticing how James moved? The hips of a man were different than the hips of a woman. He’d always liked the slim hips of a guy and the way they walked. James’s hips were even more exceptional than most guys with his broad shoulders stacked over a narrow waist. He could only imagine the way James’s