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 Here, Finn murmured, nodding.  I m here.
Rowan smiled, nodding in reply and leaning down to brace his
elbows on the sofa, ass lifted high to take the hard, deep thrusts
that were rapidly whittling away his control. He wasn t ready for it
to be over, but didn t know how much more he could take.
Harder, faster, deeper& it seemed Finn was trying to become a
physical part of him, and Rowan did his best to accommodate. The
hard grip of the man s hands on his hips thrilled Rowan, even the
sensation of bruises raising that would later be admired and
touched with wondering fingers as Rowan remembered the way it
had felt to receive them at this moment.
Then, like the incendiary flash of tinder catching flame, Rowan
let out a sharp cry, head thrown back in ecstasy, and Finn growled
his approval, one hand reaching under Rowan to grip and stroke
his cock.
 Yes, yes, Rowan, come for me.
Rowan had no choice and as he instinctively obeyed that gruff
order, realizing on some level there was no going back after this.
He d tumbled into something he d never expected and he wasn t
going to get out with his heart intact. The shiver of fear only added
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to the sharpness of his orgasm and when he clenched around Finn,
a ragged cry echoing in the quiet room around them, Finn wrapped
his arms around Rowan and held him as he fell.
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CHAPTER 7
 So, are you going to tell me what caused this sudden
willingness to be social, or is it a secret?
Finn glanced up from the stove, meeting Rowan s curious gaze.
It was dinnertime and Rowan had just returned after finishing his
afternoon shift at the café. Finn had been amused by the shocked
look the other man had given him when, as Rowan was leaving
that morning, Finn had suggested when he was done with work
that he come back and Finn would cook them dinner.
The truth was, he wasn t entirely sure he should tell Rowan
about his visit with Jake that morning. They were good friends and
roommates, and what was he? A fling, he figured. It d be a shitty
thing to tell Rowan about Jake s feelings and threat, so he shook
his head with a shrug and a small smile.
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 No secret. I just decided that maybe you were right. I hole
myself up away from the world and maybe I miss some good stuff
because of it. He winked.  Like you.
Rowan sat across the kitchen island from him, propping his
chin in his hand.  Why do you do it?
Finn tossed some extra garlic in the pan and stirred.  Do
what?
 Cut yourself off. Hide in your mansion behind your computer
monitors and big gates.
Finn looked up, for a second tempted to snarl it was none of
Rowan s business, but he was starting to realize that maybe he
wanted it to be& Rowan s business, that is.  I was painfully shy as
a kid, can you imagine? He chuckled and shook his head again.  I
was skinny, twice the height of anyone in my class and I liked
reading Emerson more than playing sports. Add in the fact I had
zero interest in girls and I was pretty much the perfect target for
every bully in a ten-mile radius.
Rowan made a sympathetic sound.  Aw, I bet you were a
wonderful kid.
Finn shrugged.  I was smart and I was big the only things
that kept me from getting my ass beat on a regular basis. I d sell
homework papers to the other kids, so they needed me. I learned
very young to use my talents to benefit myself. He sighed and put
the lid on the pan to let the sauce simmer.  When I graduated high
school I was sixteen, two full years early, and went straight to
Harvard. My mom wanted me to be a doctor, like I told you this
morning, but I chose the extremely useless English Lit major
instead. Books had always been my best friends and all I wanted to
do was lose myself in them, and better yet if the worlds and
characters were of my own making.
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Rowan sat up straighter, a knowing smile curving his lips.  So
that s what you did. You built your own world and characters that
are as real as you and me, and once you had that, why come out?
Finn nodded, not surprised the other man seemed to understand
him so well.  Yeah. I wasn t exactly social, but I wasn t a recluse
either, not until I hit the bestseller list for the third time. There was
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