Timothée's Promise Chapter 10
Timothée's Promise
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Chapter 10
Kolby murmured in his sleep, his arms tightening around the man lying against him.
Timothée opened his eyes, feeling the warm smoothness against his body and face.
He smiled, raising his head, seeing Kolby asleep, a soft look of concern on his handsome young face.
He gently moved, Kolby fighting his movements a bit but not waking, Timothée lying beside him now, the actor looking towards the window, seeing soft daylight shining in.
He checked his phone on the nightstand, seeing it was only six-thirty.
He moved further up the bed, leaning against the pillows, turning and staring at Kolby's sleeping form.
He smiled, taking in his smooth, muscular chest.
The duvet cover had slipped down, Timothée seeing his treasure trail disappearing into the white briefs.
He smiled, remembering what lay hidden.
He'd held that largeness in his hand, feeling its warmth, and masculinity.
You're so beautiful, Kolby.
Every beautiful inch of you.
I never thought any guy would ever make me feel what I felt last night.
I wanted to devour all of you.
I wanted to taste your center.
I wanted you to own me.
Oh God, I'm so amazed by you.
Your kindness, your beauty, your own self.
_Am I enough for you?_You seemed to love being with me that way last night.
My slimness is nothing against your beauty.
God, I hope I'm enough.
Timothée's thoughts were broken by Kolby moving beside him.
He stared at him, seeing the young man's face change, deep concern now showing in his face, Timothée sensing he was dreaming.
Timothée's hand went out, touching his chest, Kolby's body moving upwards.
"No! Stay away from me!! I'm falling!!" he cried, thrashing about, almost falling out of the bed, Timothée's arms going around him, stopping him from falling.
"Calm down, Kobe! I'm here, your Timbo's here!" Timothée said, holding on tight to the young man, Kolby started to calm down, his green eyes slowly opening, staring into Timothée's concerned green.
"What happened?" he softly said, Timothée kissing his forehead.
"I think you had a bad dream. You were thrashing about, lost in it. You screamed `No, stay away from me! I'm falling!'." Timothée said, looking at him with concern, his arms still wrapped around him.
"I remember being on a bridge. Someone in front of me. They were yelling at him, threatening me, I think."
"Do you remember who it was?" Timothée asked, staring at him.
"No, I couldn't see a face. Then they...they pushed me backwards. I felt a railing letting go, and I tumbled backwards!" he softly said, Timothée pulling him close.
"It was just a dream, babe." he said, Kolby looking into his green pools, calming down.
"I'm your babe, now? You called me that last night." he softly smiled, Timothée smiling.
"Yeah, I guess you are. You're my sweet little thang!" he smiled, Kolby lightly laughing, the moment before forgotten.
He moved, upending Timothée, Kolby now on top of him.
"You're my hot beautiful boy, sexy." he smiled, their lips meeting, the kiss intense, but not passionate.
They broke the kiss, staring into each other's eyes.
"I'm a little old to be your boy." Timothée smiled, Kolby kissing his nose.
"Well, you're not old enough to be a hot daddy, so boy works." he smiled, Timothée chuckling.
"Thanks for last night, Kobe. That was beyond my wildest dreams. I've never felt anything like that." Timothée said, Kolby smiling, his fingers going along Timothée's cheek.
"Well, I felt it. And I have a sore throat from it, I think." he smiled, Timothée blushing.
"I hope it was enough." he smiled, Kolby grinning.
"I loved it. It was so hard, so big and tasty, the biggest I've had in my throat. But then I've only had one other." he smiled, Timothée blushing more, Kolby sensing he was embarrassed by what they'd done.
"Don't be embarrassed, my Timbo. You have an amazing, beautiful, tasty cock. I loved it. Can I play with it again sometime?"
Timothée smiled, Kolby smiling back at him.
"God, you're so honest. Can we talk?" he said, Kolby nodding, moving to his right, snuggling against Timothée's side, facing him.
"Open your heart, Timbo." he said, Timothée sighing, pulling Kolby close to him.
"I've never felt so wonderful. You're so different from the women I've had." he said, Kolby nodding.
"Because I have a cock instead of a vagina? But my breasts are nothing to brag about." he said, Timothée laughing.
"Well, that's the main difference. And your nipples happen to be divine." He said, slapping Kolby's ass, the young man smiling, rubbing Timothée's smooth chest, playing with his left nipple.
"So, which do you like better? I assume you've tasted pussy." he said, Timothée blushing.
"I have, Kobe. And to be honest, I never liked the taste. I like sucking nipples, and fucking a vagina is nice, but eating one just never really turned me on." he said, Kolby smiling at Timothée's honesty, the young man opening his feelings to him.
"You haven't tasted cock either. You may be a total top, nothing more. There are so many facets to gay sex. Sucking, being sucked, topping, bottoming, ass eating, armpit tonguing, bondage, kink like water sports." Kolby said, Timothée nodding.
"What have you done, in those regards?" Timothée asked, Kolby staring at him.
"I've deep throated cock as you experienced last night." he smiled, Timothée beaming.
"That I loved, by the way. You're an expert." he said, Kolby smiling widely at his honest compliment.
"I've been sucked off, been rimmed, and I've eaten ass. I've topped and bottomed, I'm more of a bottom I believe. I love that feeling of being possessed. You must remember that all that was new to me as well. Ryan was the only one I ever experimented with. And towards the end he was a total top. There's no one else I've been with." Kolby said, lowering his eyes, Timothée hugging him closer, reveling in Kolby's honest words.
"Wow. You've done quite a bit for a novice." he said, Kolby nodding.
"You don't have to do all or any of that, Timbo. This is all new to you also. I want you to enjoy what you enjoy. I'll never ask you to do something you'd be uncomfortable with." he said, Timothée smiling, leaning over, kissing his lips tenderly, then backing off.
"Thanks, babe. So, fucking you all day is out of the question, my bottom bitch?" he smiled, batting his eyelashes.
Kolby laughed, slapping his chest, Timothée smiling at him.
"Where's my condoms and lube?" he grinned, Timothée laughing, moving on top of him.
The two stared at each other, Kolby kissing his lips softly.
"We tease each other too much. But I'd be open to that." Timothée smiled, Kolby smiling and blushing.
"Kolby, I loved last night. You're amazing. Please let me decide when I want to go further?" he said, Kolby nodding.
"Always, Timbo."
Timothée smiled, feeling the warmth below him, his center against Kolby's.
"Can I...can I look at you again, close this time. I think you're so beautiful." he said, looking into Kolby's green pools.
"Sure Timbo. I'm open to that." he smiled, Timothée moving to his side, his hand pulling down the duvet cover.
Kolby felt the coolness of the room, his nipples hardening immediately, Timothée's hand going to the right one, gently rubbing it.
"Oh, Timbo." Kolby softly said, Timothée smiling.
"Your nips are sensitive, aren't they?"
"Yes, and you damn well know that!" he said, Timothée smirking.
His hand moved to the left one, pinching it.
Kolby moaned, Timothée smiling more.
"Oh look, the hills are alive with the sound of moaning this morning." Timothée smirked, his hand going to Kolby's white briefs, his shaft's outline prominent.
Timothée ran his hand across the fabric, encircling the warm clothed shaft.
"Don't blow too fast this time, babe." he smiled, Kolby nodding, trying to stay in control.
Kolby gasped softly, their eyes meeting.
"Can I see it, and touch it again?" he softly said, Kolby nodding.
Timothée smiled, rising, his hands going to Kolby's briefs, pulling them off quickly, Kolby's shaft hitting his belly, Timothée's hand wrapping around it, standing it straight up.
His green pools took in every inch of it, seeing its smoothness, feeling its warmth, gently pulling the skin up and down, the pink head showing a soft wetness coming from its slit.
"It's so warm, so soft but hard." Timothée said, his face close to it.
"It's happy you're holding it. That's what's making it hard." Kolby smiled, Timothée smiling at him.
His other hand moved, cupping Kolby's balls in it, the young man moaning.
Timothée saw more liquid come out of the slit, the man moving forward, his tongue lightly touching the slit, tasting that moisture.
Kolby's mind exploded with passion, the young man lost in the contact, softly gasping.
Timothée smiled, loving the taste, licking again, devouring the warm liquid.
Before he knew what he was doing, the shaft head was in his mouth.
He took a few inches in, sucking with abandonment, Kolby's hands going into Timothée's curls.
"Oh fuck, Timbo! God that's...that's...fucking amazing!" he moaned, Timothée smiling around Kolby's shaft, one hand cupping his balls, his other hand moving upwards, attaching to Kolby's right nipple, tweaking it.
Timothée bobbed his head, relishing the taste of Kolby's cock, the skin soft and tasty.
Liquid was flowing more now, Timothée devouring it.
Kolby was lost in his feelings, his desires running unabated.
"Oh, fuck Timothée! I'm going to explode! Pull off! Fuck!" he cried, Timothée holding his position, not wanting to part from it, taking more of Kolby's long shaft into his mouth, the head rubbing against his throat.
"Oh, fuck!" Kolby gasped, his orgasm cresting.
Timothée felt the warmer thick liquid hitting his tonsils and tongue, the man backing up a bit, his mouth filling with the warm liquid, Timothée tasting the sweetness and saltiness of Kolby's warm cream.
He devoured it, his hunger taking it all in, swallowing as much as he could, some trickling down Kolby's shaft.
Kolby was trembling, his emotions overpowering.
Finally, he was spent, Timothée licking all the moisture off his long shaft and head, slowly coming off the organ, licking it clean.
He smiled, looking up at Kolby, his eyes closed, his chest heaving, the man moving, crawling up to him, Kolby opening his eyes.
"Oh, Timbo! I wasn't expecting that! You're fucking amazing!" he said, Timothée moving forward, their lips meeting.
Kolby tasted his own semen off Timothée's tongue, licking it clean.
"You taste so amazing. And you're a foul mouth bitch when you blow!" Timothée grinned, once they'd parted from their kiss.
Kolby blushed, Timothée's hand rubbing his chest, his nipples his focus.
"Sorry, I was lost in the moment. You brought out the horn dog in me." Kolby said, Timothée kissing his nose.
"Glad I made you lose it, slut." he smiled, Kolby smiling back.
"How did you like that?" Kolby asked.
"I loved it. Your dick's so warm, so tasty. I think I'm going to enjoy pleasing you that way. Just like you did me. How was I?" he said, Kolby kissing his lips again.
"You were fucking amazing, stud!" he grinned, Timothée beaming.
"Better than Ryan?" he said, Kolby staring at him, his hand brushing the dark brown curls from Timothée's eyes.
"I'll never compare you to him, Timbo. He's gone from my memories. He hurt me so much. You'll never do that. I'd like to think I'm just as much a virgin to gay sex as you are. That you're my first real true lover. Let's learn this together." he smiled, Timothée tearing up.
"I'm sorry he hurt you so much. I'll never do that. That I promise you, my Kobe." he said, Kolby's lips meeting his, the two wrapping their arms around each other, both feeling their emotions.
Kolby moved, pushing Timothée onto his back, their tongues dueling, his hands going across Timothée's chest.
They broke their kiss, Kolby staring into his green pools.
"Now it's my turn, stud." he smiled, Timothée's fingers going through his black curls.
"Lick all of me, babe. I want to feel your wet tongue on me." he softly said, Kolby seeing the desire in his green pools, sensing Timothée was losing his inhibitions.
Kolby wanted to make this so special for Timothée.
He moved, his mouth latching onto Timothée's left earlobe, sucking it into his mouth.
The man moaned, Kolby's fingers going to his hard nipples.
For over ten minutes Kolby's tongue bathed every inch of Timothée's smooth chest, licking his small nipples, devouring his armpits, tasting his hairy sweat, the man trembling, moaning and gasping.
Kolby worked his way down his chest, sucking into his belly button.
He felt the soft hair against his chin, knowing what lay below him.
His fingers went to Timothée's waistband, the man raising his hips, Kolby tugging them down, a warmth hitting his chin, the young man smiling, removing the briefs from Timothée's long legs.
His head bent down, his mouth latching on to the throbbing shaft below him.
Timothée gasped, Kolby lowering himself onto its full length, his throat filling.
Timothée moaned, his fingers going through Kolby's black hair, Kolby beginning a steady rhythm, thin liquid filling his shaft wrapped throat.
Kolby then pulled off the large shaft, his tongue going to the balls below it, taking each into his mouth, sucking on them, Timothée almost screaming.
"Oh God, that's fucking amazing!" he moaned, Kolby sucking on them for a few minutes.
He moved off them, returning to the shaft, swallowing it deeply, beginning his rhythm again, moving more quickly.
Timothée gasped, unable to speak, feeling the orgasm begin.
His fingers went into Kolby's black curls, pushing the man's head gently down.
"Oh, fucking Jesus!" he gasped.
Kolby felt the liquid fill his throat, swallowing all of it, Timothée thrashing around.
He finally stopped, Kolby swallowing most of it, keeping some in his mouth.
He cleaned the shaft as he pulled off, licking the head clean, letting it fall back against Timothée's stomach, the young man moving upwards, his lips meeting Timothée's, the two kissing deeply.
Timothée tasted his own orgasm off Kolby's tongue, finding it a different taste than Kolby's.
His was saltier and it seemed thicker in consistency.
The two parted from the kiss, Kolby's fingers going across Timothée's cheek.
"And who were you calling foul mouthed?" he smiled, Timothée blushing.
"Okay, I see how someone can lose all inhibitions." he smiled, Kolby kissing his chin.
"Are you okay?" Kolby smiled, kissing the actor's glistening chest, Timothée smiling at him.
"Better than okay. That was even more amazing than yesterday!"
"You experienced more. I licked your chest, sucked your nipples and armpits, then devoured your beautiful cock and those amazing hairy balls." he smiled, Timothée nodding.
"It keeps getting better and better. Can we do it again?" he grinned, Kolby laughing.
"Maybe later, beautiful. I need to reenergize. Give me a few minutes. I know you'll take longer, old timer." he smiled, Timothée slapping his bare ass, his hand remaining there, rubbing the cheek.
"Ah, so you want my ass now?" Kolby smiled, his hand going to Timothée's bare ass cheek, rubbing his.
"And you want mine. I think I might give it to you. Can I have yours?" he smiled, Kolby kissing his lips.
"Later, sexy. Right now, let's just cuddle." he said, Timothée smiling, pulling him close, Kolby's head going to Timothée's warm chest.
"What time is it?" he said, Kolby looking at his watch.
"Seven o'clock. We must get up soon. Church starts at nine-thirty. I must be there by nine." Kolby said, snuggling into Timothée.
"We should take a shower and have breakfast." Timothée smiled, Kolby groaning, pulling him closer.
"Let's stay in bed all day. You can have my ass if we stay." he said, kissing Timothée's right nipple.
Timothée smiled, wishing to do just that.
"And have our Momma Bear on my ass? No thanks." he said, Kolby chuckling.
"That ass is mine, no one else's."
Timothée smiled, kissing Kolby's forehead.
"Let's hit the shower. I'll wash you; you wash me." he smiled, Kolby smiling back, the two getting up, Kolby smiling as Timothée put his metallic leg on him, lightly rubbing his soft shaft and balls while he did it.
"You blow me once, and you think you own it." he smiled, Timothée squeezing his shaft gently.
"My ass, your dick. We like what we like." he smiled, Kolby laughing, standing up, Timothée rising to his feet.
Kolby smiled, both still naked, Timothée taking his hand.
"Robes, then water." he smiled, the two walking to their robes, putting them on, walking out of the bedroom.
They both smiled, smelling bacon cooking, knowing Nancy was in the kitchen.
They both walked into the bathroom, Timothée closing the door behind them.
Twenty minutes later the two walked into the kitchen, Nancy smiling at both.
They'd quickly showered together, washing each other, no desires showing, just loving touches.
They'd walked back into the bedroom, each choosing each other's outfit for church.
Kolby dressed Timothée in a pair of black dress slacks, a white shirt, no tie, and a gray blazer.
Timothée chose a two-piece navy suit for Kolby, a baby blue oxford shirt, and a navy tie matching.
"Looking hot, babe." Timothée had smiled, Kolby kissing his lips.
"You're looking damn sexy. I want to rub that hot black ass." he grinned, Timothée laughing.
The two now walked into the kitchen, sitting down at the table as Nancy put the last of her breakfast dishes on the table.
"Good morning, my boys. You both look very handsome. I don't know who'll draw more looks at the church." she smiled.
"That would be you, Nancy. That dress is beautiful." Timothée smiled, Nancy blushing, kissing his cheek.
"This old thing? You're too sweet!" she said, joining them at the table.
"Quit buttering her up, Timbo. She already likes you." Kolby smiled, Timothée smirking.
"Always get on well with the cook. You'll always get the bigger portions." he smiled, Nancy laughing.
"You do look beautiful, Momma Bear." Kolby smiled, Nancy kissing his cheek.
"You'll both always get equal portions." she smiled, the three laughing, diving into the warm food after Nancy said grace.
They chatted through breakfast, Timothée and Kolby smiling at each other.
They both washed the dishes after, soft flirting going on between both, Nancy smiling and drinking coffee at the table.
After everything was clean, the three put on their jackets and boots, walking out of the flat.
The three walked to All Hallows by The Tower Anglican Church, located close to the Tower of London.
The three walked up the stone steps, entering the church, the day sunny but cool.
Kolby kissing Nancy's cheek, giving Timothée a hug, the young man disappearing into the hallway towards the choir group.
Timothée and Nancy smiled after him, Timothée following Nancy and an usher who guided them to their front aisle seats.
The two smiled around, taking in the beauty of the old church, its stone walls lined with stained glass windows.
Timothée smiled, waiting for Kolby's solo appearance.
He saw several people staring at him, recognizing who sat within their midst.
A few minutes later the choir walked into the church through a side door, taking their seats behind the front altar, Timothée smiling, spotting Kolby front and center.
The female minister welcomed them to the service, going through local notices first.
She then had everyone say the Lord_'_s Prayer, the organist playing soft music throughout.
The minister stood at the pulpit giving the day's Blessing, everyone smiling up at her.
After the Blessing, she smiled, now standing in front of the altar, greeting everyone who was new to the church.
"Welcome all of faith and love. We want to welcome a special guest here today, some of you already have recognized him sitting with us. Welcome, the accomplished actor Mr. Timothée Chalamet, everyone."
Timothée smiled, his image on full display, bowing to everyone, people smiling at him.
"Right now, our choir will sing a blessing hymn called Count Your Blessings. Our senior tenor Kolby Wentworth will sing this solo hymn, backed by our youth choir." she smiled, the choir rising from its seats, Kolby walking forward a bit, the organist beginning the music.
Timothée sat in stunned silence, Kolby's deep rich tenor voice echoing off the church walls.
Nancy smiled, watching Timothée's awed face.
"When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.
Count your blessings, name them one by one.
Count your blessings, see what God hath done.
Count your blessings, name them one by one"
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.
Timothée was awed, his eyes glued to the young handsome man standing behind the altar, his white gown highlighting his black curls and handsome face.
His voice was unbelievable, Timothée sensing this was how an angelic choir sounded.
Are you ever burdened with a load of care?
Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?
Count your many blessings, every doubt will fly,
And you will be singing as the days go by.
Count your blessings, name them one by one.
Count your blessings, see what God hath done.
Count your blessings, name them one by one."
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.
The hymn ended, Kolby returning to his place within the choir.
Timothée lowered his eyes, tears threatening his eyes.
Nancy took his hand in hers, smiling at him.
"An angel sings, and God smiles." she said, Timothée nodding.
In his mind he was thinking of something else.
How he could make the world hear this voice.
The service continued, two couples having their infants christened, Timothée smiling at the crying infants.
Within half an hour the service ended, people beginning to file out of the church, Nancy and Timothée rising to their feet, waiting their turn to exit.
People stopped beside them, all welcoming the movie star, Timothée smiling quietly, shaking hands, Nancy smiling at his calmness as she introduced people she knew.
Nancy and he finally began moving, walking out of the church, both smiling and shaking the minister's hand.
"Thank you for coming, Mr. Chalamet. I've always been a huge fan." she smiled, Timothée smiling at her.
"I was invited by my friend Kolby Wentworth, your soloist today." he smiled, the minister smiling.
"Ah, yes. Hello Nancy. Kolby was exceptional today. The boy's voice is amazing." she smiled, Nancy beaming.
"I've never heard such an angelic voice. He was outstanding." Timothée said, the young man noticing a few young girls huddled together at the bottom of the church steps, a few holding out their phones.
"Looks like you may have to do some autographs and selfies, Timothée." Nancy smiled, Timothée smiling.
"No problem. Love my fans." he smiled, walking down the steps, the girls giggling, he talking to them, phones capturing pictures.
The minister smiled at Nancy, the two quietly chatting, other church goers coming out.
The choir group filed out last, most of the younger ones rushing down the steps, Timothée suddenly surrounded by them.
Kolby smiled, Nancy smiling at him.
"He draws the young ones." she laughed, Kolby smiling, walking down the steps, joining his friends and Timothée.
Timothée smiled at him.
"What are you doing here, Timothée?" said one of the female choristers smiling at him.
"I was invited here by my good friend Kolby. You all know him." he smiled, all the choristers staring at Kolby with surprise.
"You're friends with Timothée Chalamet, Kolby?!" one boy said, Kolby smiling around.
`Yes, we're good friends." he smiled, everyone crowding around him, talking quickly.
He smiled, meeting Timothée's smiling eyes.
The two chatted with all the youths, the two gradually separating themselves from them, Nancy joining them.
"We're definitely talking about this next week, Kolby!" A few said, Kolby smiling.
Timothée smiled, sensing Kolby's happiness at being in the spotlight because of him.
The three walked into The Red Lion, Timothée treating them to lunch.
Robert smiled, greeting his old friend Kolby, guiding the three to a front booth.
"Stephan figured you'd be in today, Kolby. He asked me to ask you about your coffee recipe. Henry said it was exceptional." he smiled, Kolby smiling.
"Yes, I'll go into the kitchen and show Jacob." he smiled, Nancy and Timothée sitting down.
"Order me an iced tea, Tim." he smiled, walking towards the kitchen.
Robert smiled at Timothée Chalamet, the actor smiling back.
"I can't believe Kolby's friends with you. That's so awesome!" he smiled, Timothée smiling back.
The man was about thirty, a black well-trimmed beard covering his lower face.
"I treasure his friendship. And I see he's friends with all of you." Timothée said, smiling.
"That he is." Robert smiled.
Evan walked up to the two, Robert returning to the front station.
"What can I serve both of you as refreshments?" he smiled, Nancy nodding at Timothée.
"All three of us will take iced tea, thank you." Timothée said, the young waiter smiling widely at him.
"Certainly, Mr. Chalamet. Can't tempt you with something more exotic?" he smiled, his white teeth gleaming, staring intently at the young actor.
Nancy stared at the young man, Timothée sighing.
"No thank you, the iced tea is all we need." Timothée calmly said.
The young man nodded, smiling at the actor.
"Certainly, Mr. Chalamet. I'll return soon." he smiled, turning his body slightly, showing off his tight bubble butt towards Timothée.
Nancy smirked, watching the young man walking towards the bar.
Timothée shook his head, Nancy smiling at him.
"I was almost certain he was going to drop his pants and moon you." she smiled, Timothée laughing.
"Kolby's is much hotter." he smiled, Nancy laughing, Kolby walking up to the table.
"What's so funny?" he smiled, sitting down beside Timothée.
Timothée smiled, their hands joining under the table.
"Timothée was about to have dessert." Nancy chuckled, Kolby looking confused.
Evan came back to the table, setting each glass of iced tea down, smiling again at Timothée.
"There you go, Mr. Chalamet. Wet and refreshing." he smiled, Kolby sensing what was going on.
"Evan, could I see you for a moment?" he said, Evan looking at Kolby, smiling with white teeth showing again.
"Certainly, Kobe." he said, Kolby rising from his seat, glancing at Timothée.
"I'll be right back." he smiled, Evan smiling at Timothée as well, the young man following Kolby into the kitchen.
Kolby walked into Carson's former office, now Stephan's, Evan smiling and following him in.
"Shut the door, Evan." Kolby said, Evan grinning, closing the door behind him.
`We need to talk about what you did out there." Kolby said, Evan smiling.
"I was just being nice to Timothée." he said, Kolby leaning against the desk, staring at the young man, folding his arms.
He took in his good looks, his blond hair well groomed, his uniform form fitting, showing off his muscular body.
"First of all, it's Mr. Chalamet. You don't know him well enough to call him by his first name." Kolby said, staying calm.
Evan's smile faded a bit, looking at Kolby.
"You're friends with him. Why can't I be?" he said, Kolby rising to his feet again.
"Because you're working today. You must be always professional. You represent this restaurant. So, no more flirting with customers, no googly eyes, or soft smiles. Some guys take that as a threat." Kolby said, Evan staring at him.
"Do you think he's gay? He looks so delicious." he said, Kolby sighing, folding his arms.
"His or anyone else's personal tastes aren't your concern. You're here to do a job. If you can't focus on that then perhaps Stephan should have a discussion with you. You're not fulfilling your responsibilities with professionalism or integrity." Kolby said, Evan nodding, walking up to him, only a foot separating them.
"I'm sorry, Kobe. I'll conduct myself better." he said, his hand going to Kolby's shoulder.
"I found out from some of the guys here that you're gay." he said, staring into Kolby's green eyes.
"Yes, I am. But what has that to do with your work?" he said, Evan smiling.
"I think you're cute, Kolby. You remind me of Mr. Chalamet. You're both so sexy. Don't you think he's sexy? How about myself?" he said, Kolby staring at him.
"Could you please remove your hand? I don't date people I work with. All I want is your friendship and your professionalism."
Evan backed away, releasing his hand from Kolby's shoulder.
"Sorry, Kobe. It was worth a shot. You're one sexy guy. We could have some real fun together." he smiled.
"My name is Kolby, not Kobe. You're not a close friend, you don't call me by that nickname. On Monday, I want you in here early, before your evening shift. I think you need to have a longer discussion with Stephan." Kolby said, the young man walking around him, opening the office door, Evan looking nervous and worried.
"I'm so sorry, Kolby. I didn't mean anything by that."
Kolby lowered his eyes, walking out of the office, Evan staring after him.
Kolby walked back to their table, smiling at Timothée, the actor smiling up at him.
"Everything okay, Kobe?" he said, Kolby about to answer him, a new voice entering the conversation.
"Can I talk to you, Kolby?"
Kolby turned around, his eyes widening, Timothée looking up, his eyes widening in surprise and worry as well.
Harry Styles stood quietly beside their table.
End of Chapter 10
He's back!
Wonder how he knew Kolby was there?
Is a confrontation brewing?
What will Timothée do?
Evan seems to be eyeing Timothée.
And making a pass at Kolby.
Will he keep that up?
Up next, Harry's apology, and another's reality.
Hugs, Angel.
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