Free Fahey's Flaw by Jenna Byrnes Page A

you do just about everything.”
    “And I like how you keep me grounded. My first reaction is to freak out about stuff. When I’m with you, I don’t have to worry. You’re calm and laid-back, which is amazing. Perfect. Just what I need.”
    Wynn chuckled. “My ex-wife said that my being laid-back was a character flaw.”
    “Are you fucking kidding me? Your only character flaw was choosing that woman to be your wife. Seriously, Wynn. You’re strong and sexy and your confidence turns me on. At the same time, it comforts and relaxes me.”
    “Mmm, you’re incredible when you’re relaxed. God damn, Reilly. Your cock fills me up perfectly.” He captured the handsome man’s mouth in a kiss that quickly deepened. They batted tongues back and forth until they were forced to separate so Reilly could grab the used rubber.
    “Stay there. I’ll get a washcloth and be right back.”
    Wynn smiled. “Thanks, sexy.” He closed his eyes and snuggled into the pillow. He felt Reilly’s hands and the warm rag cleaning his body. He remembered Reilly slipping back into bed behind him and throwing the covers over them both. Then he was out.
     
    * * * *
     
    Wynn ran home to shower and change early Sunday morning. He hadn’t gotten enough rest, but being woken by Reilly’s mouth on his dick was better than sleep any time. Enjoying the first climax of the day before he was fully awake, he’d then returned the favor and sucked Reilly’s cock to completion. My new favorite way to wake up.
    Reilly was fast becoming his newest favorite, too. Wynn was hooked, addicted, maybe even a little obsessed with the fiery redhead, and he wasn’t looking for a cure. The hot ginger hunk had Wynn wrapped around his little finger and he knew it.
    He hoped he wasn’t making a mistake, because they hadn’t had time to discuss where their relationship was headed. The one thing he’d always known was that he didn’t want something he’d have to keep in the closet. When he found the guy, he wanted to shout about it to the world.
    Events had transpired around them so quickly, Wynn hadn’t taken the time to find out what Reilly wanted as far as transparency went. But he knew, already, that he’d cave to his new lover’s wishes rather than give him up at this point.
    Reilly had been right. Life was crazy for both of them. Once it settled down they’d figure things out together. He wasn’t a worrier. Everything would work out the way it was supposed to.
    He met Mel at the hospital at nine a.m. and they went to interview the boys together. The doctor was in the room with Jesse so they spoke with Sam first. His father was sitting next to the bed when Wynn knocked and stuck his head in.
    “Mr. Robinson? I’m Detective Fahey with the KCPD. Can we speak with your son for a few minutes?”
    “Of course.” He touched his son’s arm. “Sam, some police officers are here to see you.”
    Sam opened his eyes. The boy looked small and pale against the stark white sheets of the hospital bed.
    “Sam, I’m Detective Fahey, and this is my partner Detective Riggs. We’d like to talk to you about what happened last night.”
    The boy nodded. “You’re Connor’s dad.”
    “I am.” Wynn smiled.
    “Ben was unhappy he didn’t come to the party.”
    “Yeah, well Con wasn’t thrilled about missing it, either.”
    Mr. Robinson frowned. “I wish I hadn’t let my kid go.”
    “I hear you.” Wynn understood how he must feel. “At least your son is going to recover.”
    The father nodded. “I told him about Ben. It’s a damn shame.”
    Tears welled in Sam’s eyes. “I can’t believe it. He was so happy last night. Except about Con, of course. And Jesse was giving him a hard time. But he tried to ignore him because he didn’t want to ruin the party.”
    “What was Jesse giving him a hard time about?” Wynn asked.
    Sam’s face reddened. “I’d rather not say.”
    His father snapped, “Answer the detective’s questions, son.”
    Wynn glanced