Chapter 47: Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas: An explosive encounter… The city of love!

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Damon smiled broadly when his feet touched the ground. Cole and Briana had similar smiles on their faces. They were both leaning against a sleek black limo, looking at Damon and Tristan walk towards them.

“Vous êtes les bienvenus Monsieur Reid.” Étienne, Damon’s caretaker who also doubled as a chauffeur greeted, smiling happily at Damon. He started walking with them towards the parked limo. “Did you have a good flight?”

“We did Étienne, thanks.” Damon extended his hand to give Étienne a firm handshake. “And how is everything back home? Adelaide and the children okay?”

“They are very well Sir. Adelaide is not happy you are not going to stay at home this time around.” Étienne said.

“I knew she wouldn’t be happy with that. So I brought her extra Dove chocolates.” Damon chuckled. “Tell her I said I’ve missed her delicious meals and will be coming over for dinner on Wednesday, with my friends.”

Étienne laughed. “You know the way to my Adelaide’s heart, Mr. Reid.”

“Of course I do.” Damon laughed.

Damon’s family owned a really big house in Paris, where he usually stayed whenever he visited France. Étienne and his lovely wife and two kids stayed on the property and ensured it was well catered to. This time, however, Damon had decided to stay on the luxury beach resort where Cole and Briana were staying. He knew it was going to upset Adelaide as she wouldn’t get the chance to spoil him as she usually did on his visits to Paris.

“Finally.” Cole boomed, reaching out to give Damon a big hug.

“Yep. We’re here.” Damon said turning to look at the beautiful Briana. “You, my love, are looking even more beautiful.” He enfolded Briana into his arms, picked her up, and twirled her around causing her to squeal in delight.

“I’ve missed you, Damon. Couldn’t wait for you to get here. At least now I can go out and have some fun.” Briana gushed, breathless from being twirled around by Damon.

“He’s been keeping you in bed huh? Told you you’d be happier with moi.” Damon drawled, making Briana howl with laughter whilst Cole flipped him a bird.

“I hear I did you a favour by not taking you up on your offer,” Briana said with a smile. “Shouldn’t you be making introductions?” She said glancing behind Damon at Tristan who had his back to them. He was on his phone talking to someone.

“What exactly did you hear?” Damon asked reaching behind him to take hold of Tristan’s hand to pull him to his side.

“Everything.” Cole drawled. “Oh and Chris called this morning.” His dark brown eyes were dancing with amusement.

Damon groaned. “You boys have nothing better to do I can see.”

“Nope.” Cole grinned.

“Bastards,” Damon murmured making Cole burst into laughter.

Damon realized Tristan had finished his call. “Tris, meet Cole and Briana.” Then turning his head to look at Tristan, he added. “And this is Tristan, my boyfriend. No scratch that…the love of my life.”

Tristan blushed slightly. He couldn’t help it. Damon was looking at him in that way. “Hi.” He said simply, extending his hand to Cole. But Cole surprised him by pulling him into his strong arms for a hug. Tristan realized Cole was very tall and muscular. Almost as tall as Damon.

With an impish grin, Cole leaned down and gave Tristan a kiss on each of his cheeks. “That’s how it’s done here.”

“No, it’s not, you asshole,” Damon growled whilst Tristan laughed.

Cole looked at Damon with even more amusement in his eyes. “Chillax Damon, you’re acting like a caveman. And I’m loving it.” His grin was downright roguish.

With a smile, Briana stepped into Tristan’s arms for a hug too. “I’ve heard so much about you.”

“Really?” Tristan asked, surprised. “From who?”

“Dean. He said you are both sweet and gangster. I wonder what that means. Oh and he also said,” Briana lowered her voice so the others wouldn’t hear, “you were so perfect for our Damon. I say you are gorgeous.” Briana finished with a breathless laugh.

“Thanks. And you are a Miss World material. Ever thought of contesting?” Tristan asked with all sincerity, taking in Briana’s lovely figure, her flawless tanned skin, and her beautiful long black silky hair. Briana’s excited laughter rang out on the tarmac.

“Alright you two, break it up already,” Damon said to the two laughing youngsters. “I seriously need to get off my feet.”

“Yeah about that, what’s wrong with your leg Damon?” Cole asked. “Looks like you’re limping.”

Damon froze and glared at Tristan who was clearing his throat, obviously trying to stifle his laughter. “I just got off a very long flight dude.”

“I know. I believe you were on that flight with Tristan. How come he is not limping? Is old age catching up with someone already?” Cole drawled.

“Fuck you.” Damon couldn’t help the sigh of relief that escaped him. Tristan was obviously having a field day with Cole’s observation. Oh, he was going to pay for that!

They all got into the limo and headed for the resort.

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“This place is paradise, Damon. And this chalet is ridiculously lavish.” Tristan sat on the bed and flopped onto his back, letting his eyes fall closed. “I’m bushed!”

“Hey, let’s go get some breakfast before you fall asleep. Come on.” Damon said reaching down to pull Tristan to his feet, tugging until they stood flush against one another.

Damon circled his arms around Tristan’s waist and captured his bottom lip between his teeth. He bit it lightly and sucked it into his mouth sensuously before letting it loose. Tristan gave a lustful moan and rubbed himself against Damon, trying to draw their lips together again for a real kiss, which Damon playfully evaded.

“Tease.” He whispered against Damon’s lips.

Damon chuckled and finally took pity on him. Sliding a hand into Tristan’s hair, he kissed him soundly.

“Can we go now?” Damon husked bumping Tristan’s forehead lightly with his own. “Cole and Briana are waiting for us.”

“Fuck, am I tired.” Tristan groaned.

“I’ll feed you if you’re feeling too tired to do it yourself.”

“Fuck no.” Tristan laughed, following Damon out of their elegant bedroom into their equally classy living room and then out onto the beach, where an array of dishes had been laid out.