Taking It Slow - Reese Knightley Page 0,46
too,” Logan told one of their oldest and dearest friends. From the speaker came the sound of a baby crying in the background.
“Hold on, you ass,” Ryan said and then they heard his voice softly cooing to the baby before a masculine voice drifted over the line.
“Come here, baby girl, while daddy talks foul language to your uncle Liam and Logan.”
“Hi, Matt!” Liam called out to Ryan’s brother.
“Hi, Liam. Love you!” Matt called back.
There was a shuffle and a door closed, and then Ryan was back on the phone.
“How’s the baby?” he asked before Ryan could speak.
“She’s beautiful. Matt is helping me with her until I find a nanny.”
“That’s great, Ryan.”
“So, I got the story on your man,” Ryan said.
“You saw him?”
“Yes.”
“Spencer told me he doesn’t have a weapon at the house, nor do his parents or little brother,” Liam cut in.
“This isn’t about the incident at the house,” Ryan responded.
“What?” His heart stopped along with his breathing.
“Spencer was arrested on assault charges.”
“Assault?” he said numbly.
“Yes, he was in an altercation in the parking lot outside of the base.”
“Altercation?” He sounded like a fucking robot.
“Yeah. One of the CPS workers assigned to Wesley said that he went by the base to update Spencer on Wesley’s case when Spencer attacked him.”
“That’s a damned lie! Spencer wouldn’t do that,” he snapped.
“Spencer told me that this Donald Wheeler attacked him first,” Ryan agreed.
“Were there witnesses?”
“Several.”
“Can you get him out?”
“Bail hearing is set for tomorrow.”
“Ryan?” Liam said thickly.
“Yeah?”
“Did Spencer accept you defending him?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t he?”
“Did you tell him who you were? He doesn’t think you are the city’s appointed attorney, does he?”
“Um, no. Not after he asked me who the hell I was and who the hell had sent me,” Ryan chuckled.
Liam so wanted to know if Spencer had been pissed, but figured he’d find that out when he next saw the man.
That would be tomorrow when Spencer came to pick up Wesley. If he ruined things between them, then he could at least know Spencer would be a free man.
It was worth it.
Wasn’t it?
Spencer
The bench was hard and pressed into his back, and he closed his eyes, draping an arm over his face, but all he could see was Liam.
Liam stretched over him making love, shoving so deep he’d come without touching himself. Liam wet in the shower as Spencer trailed kisses down Liam’s spine until he was open and pressed his dick between the man’s cheeks.
Fuck. If he didn’t love Liam so much, he’d be mad. Love? Who would have thought? He certainly wouldn’t have. Liam had wormed his way into his heart from their very first meeting, way before he’d fucked it up and Liam had asked him to be friends.
They’d been skirting around each other for two years. Spencer had been aware of Liam like no other man he’d met before. Of course, with Liam being a colonel, that had put a damper on his fantasies. But when he found out Liam Cobalt was a billionaire, it had ended his interest.
Bullshit.
He sighed and vividly remembered the first time they’d met more than in passing.
He’d been invited to join some of his buddies at the local military bar and he’d arrived to find Liam there, dressed in civilian clothes, nursing a beer. He couldn’t quite remember how it happened, but he’d gotten into a discussion about the latest Denzel Washington movie with Liam and they’d really hit it off.
A few hours later, he’d discovered that Liam Cobalt was the co-owner of Cobalt Industries, and that had pretty much crushed his dreams.
In order to escape the wealthy man, Spencer had headed to the latrine. Washing his hands, he’d come back out the door and found Liam in the hallway.
He gave the colonel a quick smile and went to move past when his way was blocked. Liam’s hands were on him, sliding through his hair, and Spencer’s back was against the wall, their mouths were pressed hard, hot and open, clinging to each other until he’d needed air.
After a moment, he’d shoved Liam away and glared. “No. I don’t want this.”
Spinning back toward the main part of the bar, he’d left a stunned and disappointed Liam behind.
It gutted him, but back then he’d thought it for the best.
Then Christmas time in Crumpet had happened and Liam had made another pass. Just as his hands were fisting in Liam’s shirt to drag him closer and deepen the kiss, Spencer had put the brakes on.
He and Liam came from completely different worlds. No fucking