Chapter 8
He wanted to get inside this trailer trash and eat him up. He wanted to fuck him, love him, and absolutely consume him. He’d found something in Rox he’d never found in anyone in his life. Was it love? Who knew? All he knew was he loved being around him. He loved the way Rox enjoyed life. Everything was a new discovery to him. He had learned how to enjoy the simple things because he never had money for the glittery, expensive things that would blind a man to the world around him, as it had Dezi. He’d always thought his money made him special, but it hadn’t. Just like a million others, all it had made him was pampered, indulged, and, worst of all, it made him a snob.
Just then he felt Rox move, and when he turned over, his eyes opened, and the two looked at each other. “I’m sorry if I woke you,” Dezi whispered.
“What time is it?”