Silent Night

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Authors: Rowena Sudbury
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“Hell no, that’s why I always carry a razor in my bag.” He sighed and said, “Of course, lately there’s not much about me he does like,” so low under his breath that Jonah barely heard him.
    Before he could respond, a woman dressed in a uniform from the airline approached them. She carried a clipboard and stopped next to Jonah, bending her head close to his.
    “Mr. Bratton? Your flight is going to be delayed for several more hours, and most likely it won’t depart until tomorrow morning. If you’d like, we can give you access to the private lounge.”
    “Tomorrow?” Jonah said, his voice rising in dismay
    “What about the flight to Atlanta?” Max asked hopefully.
    “All the flights are delayed.” She turned to look out the window. “With the blizzard, there’s a chance the Atlanta flight won’t depart until tomorrow as well, doesn’t show any signs of letting up unfortunately. You’ll be more comfortable in the private lounge, though.”
    Jonah heaved a heavy sigh and stood. He turned to look down at Max, “Care to join me?”
    Max took a deep breath and then said, “Lead the way.”
    As they followed the woman down the nearly deserted airport corridor, each was silent, lost in their own thoughts. They were about the same height, but that’s where the similarities ended. Jonah looked like he could be a rock star: long hair, painted nails, a tattoo wrapping around his neck. His jeans were torn at the knees and frayed at the cuffs. His eyes were the most intense green. Max, on the other hand, had closely cropped hair and was dressed in slacks and a heavy blazer. Aside from the unshaven cheeks, he looked like he could be a businessman. His eyes were a soft brown.
    The lounge was spacious, with a couch, chair, and a wet bar in one corner. The woman promised them that the door would remain locked and that she’d call them if there were any changes in the flights.
    After she left, Jonah reclined back in a large chair, a shot of Jack Daniels balanced on his chest, socked feet propped on the low table in front of him. Max made himself comfortable on the couch and nursed a vodka tonic. They stared out the window at the swirling snow until at last Max broke the silence.
    “Damn, that tastes good. Been weeks since I had a drink.” The ice rattled against the side of the glass as he lowered it to the table next to him.
    Jonah gazed at him through narrowed eyes and then knocked back the shot of Jack. He reached for the bottle and poured another. “That one of the things Seth doesn’t like about you?” He settled back in the chair again.
    Max grinned ruefully. “I was hoping you didn’t hear me say that.”
    “I got good ears,” Jonah said, twirling the shot glass around in his fingers.
    “That, me coming all the way to Detroit for this show, basically, you name it, he’s got a gripe with it.” Max leaned back and put his feet up on the table, crossing his ankles.
    Jonah stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before saying, “Must be nice to have someone though, a steady relationship.” He sighed and sipped at the shot.
    The ice clinked in the glass again as Max retrieved his glass and swallowed the rest of the drink. “You mean to tell me a young stud like you doesn’t ‘have’ anybody?” He chuckled as he set the empty glass on the table.
    Jonah rolled his head to the side, one eyebrow rising. “Me? The whore of the locker room? Have someone?” He snorted and looked back up at the ceiling. “Hardly.”
    Max frowned. “Whore of the locker room? What are you talking about?”
    “Me, Max, I’m the whore. Want a quick blowjob? Go see Bratton. Quick tumble, I’m the man. Everybody knows it.” Jonah downed the rest of the shot and sat up to reach for the bottle again.
    Quick as lightning, Max’s hand shot out and caught Jonah’s wrist. Gently, he pried the bottle from his hand and set it aside. “I’m not on the circuit anymore, remember? It was someone’s idea of a joke to send me

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