Shane fell onto his bed and lay there for several moments thinking about how he had fobbed Gregory off at the mere mention of Joe's name. Why was it so difficult to choose the right person? He got up and went to the bathroom, jumped into the shower and brushed his teeth when the text message came through.
Greg: Am I just a cheap fuck to you?
Shane: Did you really think all I wanted was a cheap fuck?
Greg: Yes
Shane: So mistaken!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Greg: I'm so sorry, Shane
Shane: Me too
Greg: I'll be leaving in the morning. You won't have to see me again.
Shane: You're hurting me.
Greg: I'm hurting you? You just broke my heart!
Raw knocked on the door and called out.
"Hey, sexy man! Joe's just arrived. Come up to the house."
"I'll be there in a minute."
Shane left his phone on the bed and walked up to the house where he found Joe chatting with Edward and Raw on the patio.
"Babes!" Joe exclaimed. He put down his coffee liqueur and stood up to hug Shane.
"Hi, Joe," Shane said, stepping coldly into his open arms.
"What, you're not happy to see me. I thought I'd surprise you."
"I'm thrilled."
"Give him a liqueur Raw, he seems a little flustered. Maybe a drink will loosen him up."
"It's okay. Nothing for me thanks."
"Give him a drink, Raw." Joe insisted.
"He doesn't want a drink," Raw said.
"I said give him a drink."
Raw poured a small glass and handed it to him.
"Now let's greet each other properly. Here's to us, my man. Good to see you."
"Yes, wonderful."
Shane threw the liqueur down his throat and Joe said, "Give him another. You look like hell, my man. Show me to your bungalow. Hope it's better than that fucked up hotel I stayed at in Cape Town."
*Kak = Afrikaans meaning shit.
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RAW Deception (Round 2 in the RAW Instinct Series)
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