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ALLERGIES by T. A. CHASE Amber Quill Press, LLC http://www.amberquill.com Allergies An Amber Quill Press Book This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author's imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Amber Quill Press, LLC http://www.amberquill.com http://www.amberheat.com http://www.amber-allure.com All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the publisher, with the exception of brief excerpts used for the purposes of review. Copyright © 2009 by T. A. Chase ISBN 978-1-60272-498-3 Cover Art © 2009 Trace Edward Zaber Layout and Formatting Provided by: Elemental Alchemy Published in the United States of America Also by T. A. Chase Nick Of Time Nowhere Diner: Finding Love Dedication Thank you to all my readers for encouraging me every step of the way. It's for you that I write my stories. Chapter 1 Ray Marvels stared in shocked silence as his screen went blank. "No," he whispered, jiggling the mouse and praying that it brought back his stuff. Nothing. He reached for the phone and pushed the button for the IT department. "IT," a male voice answered. "Hi, this is Ray from graphic design, fourth floor. I need someone to come take a look at my computer." He hit the speaker button and dropped down under his desk, searching for the power cord. It was at that moment he realized his computer wasn't running either. "Well, Ray from graphic design, what seems to be the problem?" "My monitor went black and my actual computer isn't running anymore." He checked all the cables connecting the monitor to the tower and the tower to the surge protector. Everything was where it should be and the surge bar was plugged into the wall. "You didn't unplug anything by accident, did you?" The tech guy's tone told Ray that was obviously what the problem must be. The man must have thought Ray was too stupid to figure it out. He crawled out from under the desk and glared at the phone. "I'm not stupid. I wouldn't have called you if that were the case. I checked everything. It's all where it should be and it's all working." He shoved his hand through his hair. As frustrating as his computer being on the fritz was, he could finish the project at home. "All right. Is it important to get it fixed today?" The man sounded annoyed. "Yes." It wasn't, but Ray knew if he told the guy that, no one would be around to look at it for a day or two, and there were things he needed to do on his work computer. The person on the phone sighed. "There's an IT guy on the fourth floor right now. I'll buzz him and let him know to stop by your office." "Thank you," Ray said to the dial tone. He rested his forehead on his desk for a second. He'd been a page or two away from finishing the layout of the new site, and it needed to be done by the next day. Pulling out the requisite work request forms, he started filling them out. An hour later, Ray was sketching some ideas for a new client when he sneezed. After sneezing a second time, he frowned. "Bless you." A deep voice spoke from behind him. He spun around to see a man leaning against the entrance to his office. The man stood about five inches taller than Ray's own six feet. Instead of the standard tech uniform of black pants and white shirt with a skinny tie, the stranger wore khaki cargo pants, a green T-shirt and black hooded sweatshirt with the sleeves shoved up to the elbow. Ray's gaze focused on the tattoos gracing the man's forearms. Light hazel eyes studied him just as intently. The man's hair was hidden by the baseball cap he wore. Ray met the stranger's gaze and was mildly surprised when the man winked. His cock twitched at the flirtatious smile he was given. "Ummm...are you the IT guy?" "Yes." The man strolled into Ray's office, invading the space with heat and an odd musky scent. Ray sneezed again. "Excuse me. Must be some dust in the air." "I'm Lou Canis." Lou held out a large hand to Ray. Ray shook hands, trying to ignore the rough palm rubbing against his. "Ray Marvels. I'm hoping you can figure out what went wrong. I don't need it to finish the project I'm working on, but I have to start a big one for a new client and I'm going to need that computer. Of course, I could just work from home, but no one really believes you do when you call in and say you're going to." He snapped his mouth shut to stop from babbling like a dork. Why was it that gorgeous men made him lose control of his tongue, and not in a good way? Lou had barely spoken and he was flipping all of Ray's switches. Ray loved a guy who was bigger than he was and who wasn't afraid to express his rebellious side with tattoos. "Do you have any piercings?" Lou's eyebrows shot up, and Ray's face flushed with heat. Ducking his head, he stood, trying to ease past Lou, intent on escaping so he could go jump off the roof. Lou blocked his less than graceful exit. Long, thick fingers lifted Ray's chin, raising his head until he looked Lou in the eye. A sexy grin tipped the edges of Lou's thin lips. "Curious little man, aren't you?" "Forget I asked. It's none of my business and I really shouldn't be bothering you while you have things to do. For all I know, you're not into guys and you're probably pissed at me for saying something like that." Lou pressed a finger to Ray's mouth, chuckling and shaking his head. "Oh, I'm into guys. To my mother's everlasting despair and my father's eternal confusion, I've been into guys for a very long time." "Oh." There wasn't much Ray could say to that. Lou leaned forward, and Ray hoped he was going to kiss him. He rested his hands against Lou's broad chest and sneezed again. He jerked away, horrified. Lou laughed. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were allergic to me." Ray grabbed some tissue from his desk and laughed weakly. "I don't usually have this bad a reaction to my allergies." He thumped his forehead with his palm. "This has been an embarrassing encounter all together. I'm sorry." Shrugging, Lou moved around Ray to the desk. "It's all right. Let me take a look at your computer and see if we can't get you up and running again." Ray gave a mental sigh and chocked it up to another chance lost. He wasn't good-looking or out-going enough to attract the attention of men like Lou. He was a geek, more interested in his video games and drawing than going out to clubs or bars. Holding any kind of conversation was difficult for Ray because he wasn't good at small talk. He reached over to pick up his sketchpad. "I'm going to work in one of the conference rooms. Come and find me if you need anything." Leaving, he sneezed once more and headed toward an empty room, disappointment edging through him. No possibility of anything beyond work with Lou, but at least he'd be able to see the man sometimes, and untouchable eye candy was almost as good as having Lou spread out on his bed, begging him to lick him all over. Ray closed his eyes and tried to erase that image before he had to walk through the graphic design department with an erection. Don't go there, Ray. Keep your attention on work, his practical mind told him. He could fantasize about Lou all he wanted when he got home. Thirty minutes later, Lou stood in the conference room doorway, watching Ray sketch something on the pad of paper in front of him. Lou couldn't help smiling at the cute picture Ray made with the tip of his tongue sticking out between plump lips as the dark-haired man concentrated. Lou's cock stiffened when he imagined those lips wrapped around it and that tongue licking his skin. He must have moved or made some sort of noise because Ray looked over his shoulder at him and an adorable blush colored the younger man's cheeks. Lou
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