50 Shades of Drake 5 and 6

More Life: Chapter Forty-One

    Carlos reported back to Aubrey relatively quickly. "Darius told us no lies. The only rooms without cameras in them seem to be bathrooms...and honestly, my trust in our government is shaky. I wouldn't be shocked if they had cameras in the bathrooms, too."

    Aubrey was less than enthused to receive that update, but he thanked Carlos for his help.

    Carlos craned his neck trying to peek into the room, but all he managed to see was a sliver of Destiny's thigh. The door closed before he could see anything else. Ugh. We can't watch TV. I can't invite guys over. What the fuck is a gorgeous, perfectly-built gay man supposed to do around here for entertainment? 

    That answer came sooner rather than later when he bumped into Agent Rory Macally, a tall Irish drink of hotness. A shock of dark blonde hair flopped over green eyes. His complexion was so pale that he was giving modern-day Dracula - but he somehow made that work for him. He filled out his suits beautifully and his cheeks flushed in the cutest way whenever Carlos came at him with flirtation. 

    "Just the diversion that I needed," Carlos remarked. "Thanks again for going into town for me."

    "We go to town in shifts, and it was my turn," Agent Macally said. "You're giving me too much credit."

    "When I give you credit, just take the damned credit," Carlos advised.

    Agent Macally chuckled and ducked his head down. "It was no problem."

    "What are you up to?"

    Agent Macally laughed, a bit harder this time. "Work," he replied. "Walking the property."

    "Getting your steps in must be a cinch with this job," Carlos murmured, almost to himself.

    "I actually have to get back to it, so..." 

    "I could walk with you," Carlos suggested.

    The agent gave him a long look. "It's my job to watch over you all. Protect you. I can't do that if I'm distracted."

    "Admitting this early on that I'm a distraction?" Carlos teased, smirking. "Am I a welcome one at least?"

    Agent Macally's stare was surprisingly intense for someone who looked like he'd blush at the slightest innuendo. "It was a pleasure talking to you." He made as if to walk around Carlos.

    Stamping his foot in frustration, Carlos placed a hand at the agent's upper arm. "There were actually a few more things I needed from town. No rush on them...just whenever you're next scheduled to go."

    "Any agent going into town can get these requests approved and fulfilled," Agent Macally informed him. "You don't have to wait for my turn."

    "Then I'd lose out on an excuse to see you," Carlos said, pouting.

    Agent Macally smiled and shook his head. "What was it you wanted me to get for you?"

    Beaming and practically bouncing from the surge of excitement, Carlos thought it over. There wasn't anything he needed, other than forms of entertainment. Really, he just wanted that excuse to see Agent Macally again. "It's boring as shit in this house, so I don't know. Board games? UNO cards? Alcohol? Anything they'd allow us to do in this bitch. I'm going stir crazy over here."

    "I noticed," Agent Macally said with a nod of his head. "I'll see what I can do for you."

    "My hero," Carlos declared. "Your name might be Rory, but my nickname for you is Rawr."