Rich Love (BoyxBoy)

It's Not What It Looks Like

Michael's POV

It's the last day of this trip. Brandon is at his last meeting. Lilly is with Martin down at the beach. I decided to walk around a bit. I'm heading back to the hotel now.

I walk inside and ignore the receptionist stare. What is this guy's problem? He's like a horny dog.

I walk to the elevator and go to my floor. Once there, I use my key to get into the room. Except it's not working. Now it's stuck. Damn it! I have to go ask the receptionist for help, but I don't want to. What other choice do I have?

Brandon won't be here for a few more hours and Lilly would be cold waiting with me for Brandon. I sigh and get back into the elevator.

I make it to the lobby and walk over to the horny dog. I try and be polite and oblivious to the fact he's making weird faces at me. I smile and say,

"I'm having trouble with my key card. It got stuck in the door. "

He licks his lips and says, "Well, that sounds like a big problem. Those keys are always getting stuck. "

He turns his head and yells in the back,

"Kathy, take over for ten minutes please! "

A woman's voice yells back, "Alright. "

Ten minutes? It shouldn't take that long. He leads me to the elevator. I press the floor number. I'm beyond uncomfortable. He keeps glancing over at, checking me out. I want to hurt him, but I don't want Brandon dealing with a lawsuit.

The doors open. I lead him to my door. He says,

"Yep. It's stuck. "

No shit, Sherlock. He jiggles the key while turning the door knob. It opens and the key comes out. He says,

"I really need to talk to the manager about this. "

I say, "Thank you. "

I go to get the key, but he moves it away from my reach. What is he doing?

I say politely, "I really would like my key back. "

He smirks and says, "Well, I really would like you inside me. "

I ignore his disgusting remark and reach for the key again, he does the same, but this time he pulls me close and kisses me. I'm caught by surprise. Before I have the chance to push him away, I hear,

"What the hell is this?! "

He quickly let's go of me. I turn around and see Brandon. The receptionist says,

"I'm so sorry. "

He goes straight to the elevator. Brandon looks at me with tears in his eyes. I say,

"Brandon, baby, that's not what it looked like. He kissed me! I swear! "

He storms pass me and goes into our room. He slams the door behind him. I follow and knock on the door. I say,

"Brandon! I swear he kissed! You know how he's been eyeing me these three weeks. "

The door swings open and he yells,

"So, he's to blame? Really?! "

I say, "Yes! Of course he is! "

He turns around and goes back to what he was doing. I see what he's doing. He's packing. I ask,

"How is it not his fault?! "

He looks at me with anger in his eyes and yells,

"He was convinced you liked what he was doing. These past three weeks, did you tell him once to stop looking at you like that or explain how you're here with me, your fucking boyfriend?! "

I say, "I didn't want to be rude... I.. I've never dealt with anything like that. "

He huffs and says, "So while you were with Lilly's mother, a woman never came on to you? "

I don't respond. A woman had come on to me and I told her to back off. He says,

"I knew it. What? You thought it was different because we're guys? Well, Michael, no matter how ridiculous this sounds, I'm much like a woman! I just have a dick! "

I say, "I wasn't thinking... "

"I know you weren't! You never seem to think! "

That hurts. Especially since he knows I'm a highschool drop out. I don't say a word. I know he said that out of anger, but that hit home hard. I hear footsteps behind me. I turn and see Lilly at the door. She asks,

"Is everything OK? "

Brandon squats down in front of her. He says softly,

"Everything is fine, sweetie. Go get packed OK. We're catching an early flight home. You dad isn't feeling well. "

She nods and goes into her room. I sit on the edge of the bed. I put my head in my hands and sigh. I look at Brandon and ask,

"Are we done? "

He pauses then says, "I don't know.... Maybe. "

I can't keep it in anymore. I yell, "FUCK! "

Brandon steps back in fear. He tears up again and says,

"Don't hit me! "

I look at him confused and say, "I'm not going to hit you, I'm just angry. "

He doesn't seem to believe me. He packs his bags and says,

"You might want to hurry. I'm still considering leaving you here. "

I pack my one bag and say,

"Done. "

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We get on the plane. Neither one of us say a word. I hate this. He's probably going to dump me as soon as we get back to New York.

The only thing wort than that is he's not going to fire me. I have more than enough money, but he still won't fire me. How will I explain this to Lilly? Speaking of Lilly, she gets up from her seat and walks over to us. She ask,

"Is everything ok? "

Brandon, who only sat next to me because he wanted us to look fine for Lilly, says,

"Everything is perfect, honey. "

She asks, "Then how come you two aren't talking? "

I say, "I'm not feeling well, princess. I think I'm going to take a nap. "

She nods and says, "May I take one with you? "

I smile and nod. "Sure baby. "

She climbs into my lap. I wrap my arms around her. I lean my head on the seat, but Lilly says,

"Lean on Olaf, daddy. "

I look at her confused and ask,

"Who's Olaf? "

Lilly giggles. Brandon smiles at Lilly then says,

"I'm Olaf. It's a character in that Frozen movie, " he pokes Lilly, "we love so much. Since she calls you daddy and I'm not her parent in anyway, we came up with a name for me. Olaf is her favorite character.... "

I smile at Brandon, but he looks away. I then turn to Lilly and say,

"I don't think Olaf wants me to lean on his shoulder. "

He says, without looking at me, "I don't mind. "

I'm hesitant at first, but I slowly put my head on his shoulder. Lilly smiles and curls into a ball on my lap. I smile. I think we're going to be alright.