A Book Called Desire

II. The Charity Ball

To get information about Macau is a little tricky.

Sure, Kai can get any basic information such as birthday date, body measurement, preferences, friends, and things like that. Anyone in the Theerapanyakul's household is famous in more ways than one. Magazines that were fortunate enough to make him the cover of their magazines had that. But when he wants to dwell deeper, more intimate, he is stuck.

He can't seem to hire any informer, private detective, or hacker to get what he wants. All turned him down. Even if one wants to work for him, they can't get anything. All of Macau's more personal information is classified. Whoever on Vegas's payroll did, does, a remarkable job.

So, he impatiently waits for the charity balls the Governor holds. Ash wasn't letting go of the invitation in his hand easily last week.

"The Theerapanyakuls are going to be there, right?" he asked when they were meeting for a drink that night.

Ash furrowed his brows. "Yes. Why are you asking? No, scratch that! Who?" he says, as he gets the look on Kai's face.

"A certain someone named Macau," he gave Ash a mischievous smile.

"Vegas's little brother?" Ash looked genuinely shocked. "Kai, for the love of everything holy, no!"

"Your no is just an encouragement for me."

"Promise me you won't make a scene there, please," Ash begs. His father won't let them off easily.

"You know I can't do that, Ash."

Ash groaned. "Why not? You know V is going to kill you, right? He doesn't like people messing up with his brother."

Kai looked offended. "I'm not messing up. I'm being genuine here. I want to try to court him, date him. Seriously. Ash, I think I'm falling in love."

Ash doesn't believe him. "Kai, you can't be only with one person for a week, let alone a lifetime."

With a face and ass like Macau's, a lifetime is too short.

"I can so hold off sex for a week if that's what you're asking." Ash scoffed. "You wanna bet?"

"Sure. You have to get me that new Patek I'm eyeing if I win."

Kai laughed. "Get ready to buy me a condo for my new boyfriend then, asshole!"

So. Here he is, dressing to the nines and almost springing his neck looking for his beloved, in a room full of people he hates. Well, mostly.

Then his eyes see him, gulping a glass of champagne without a care but there is a certain polished sophistication in it. No one can say Macau Theerapanyakul doesn't come from a good family with the best manner education money can buy.

Kai's lips perform a smile as he inches closer. Macau isn't even aware he is already behind him, but when he leans over and whispers, "Don't you think you have enough for tonight?", he startles a bit. A little bit of champagne spills to the floor.

Those mesmerizing eyes are now solely focused on him, trying to figure out who he is and what he wants. Macau scans him, first fast then slower. Kai's smile gets bigger, wider, and happier, as he can take Macau's focus of the world to him only. 

So he doesn't remember, he concludes.

Well, that's a bit of a bummer. But nothing he can't fix in the future. He will make sure Macau will remember him, inside or outside his body and mind. All of the delicious inches of him.

Then Macau decides to ignore him and is about to drink his glass again. Kai doesn't like it. This boy of his drinks like a fish. Too fast, too much. He needs to learn to pace or they might have a problem later as he can't even remember the magical night they spent together.