Sitting down on his chair looking at Matteo, he drowned out everything the blonde was saying, letting his mind to travel far. His body was currently on the chair in front of Matteo but his mind had already gone on a long journey towards Nate.

It had been six days since Nate had started avoiding him, giving him space while acting as if they never kissed. The longer Nate stayed away from him the harder it became for him to get used to.

He didn't understand why Nate had liked about the kiss though. Did he perhaps regret it, or maybe he wasn't even in the slightest attracted to Spade, making Spade to doubt himself.

So he was the one losing his mind, driving himself crazy over Nate, when in truth the young man didn't even feel anything for him It had been a one sided thing.

He realized he was thinking of Nate too much, something he'd never done in the past, think about someone as much as this, especially when it came to emotions.

Infact he'd never been stood up before, but Nate stood him up, made him feel totally rejected and low of himself. Spade, feeling low of himself because of someone else, ironic. He couldn't believe it, a few months ago, if someone had told him this would happen to him, he would have laughed at their faces and called them a liar. But now here he was, pulling his hair out, going crazy because of Nate.

He wasn't even trying to stop himself, or trying to fight it, he had finally given up and agreed to the fact that he infact had feelings for Nate.

Gay or not he didn't care, all he knew was that he had feelings for Nate, it didn't matter if Nate was a guy, or a girl or even a mermaid. He liked Nate for who he was and not because of his gender. "Spade" Matteo's voice snapped him back to present as he blinked, trying to regain his composure "Are you okay"? He asked and Spade just sighed out and focused on the concerned look in Matteo's eyes.

"Yeah" he whispered, slowly running his hands down his face

Matteo narrowed his eyes at Spade, as if he didn't buy his little act of being okay, the man looked lost "Are you sure you're okay"? He asked gently "you weren't listening to what I was saying"

"I'm fine" he said clenching his jaw again "I was just thinking" he muttered as Matteo cocked his brows at him, he swallowed "about Liam's uncle of course" he muttered, as Matteo scrunched his nose.

He didn't want to believe Spade was actually lost thinking about something like that, but he didn't want to push him harder for an answer, if he felt like it, Spade would definitely tell him. He nodded "It shouldn't bother you Spade, we'll figure it out" Matteo muttered and Spade just nodded, knowing he just lied through his teeth.

He couldn't possibly admit that Nate was the one driving him this crazy, making him lose concentration in almost everything around him, even his conversation with Matteo was one sided as all he could think about was Nate.

Matteo suddenly got up, still giving him a weary look "I'm gonna head out to the warehouse, there's a lot I need to do there" he muttered and Spade just nodded wordlessly, making Matteo to give him one long look before he walked out of the office.

He shut the door behind him, leaving Spade to his own thoughts, his mind had once again stopped on Nate. Even work had some how become too hard for him to do, everytime he tried to work, all he would end up doing was think about Nate and that kiss.

If all it took was one kiss from Nate to have like this, imagine something more He would be a total mess for the young man, right from the moment he started feeling strangely towards Nate he knew the young man had so much power over him, but never in his wildest dreams did he think it would be this much.

It was eating at him like a disease, corrupting his very dark soul, making him doubt everything he'd ever believed in. He couldn't even tell Nate about his sister, Matteo had found her about twi weeks ago, he had intended to tell Nate about it the night of the dinner date but after he'd gotten drunk and they got back home, he couldn't tell him, and then the next day he'd plan to tell him, Nate had dropped the bombshell of him not remembering the kiss.

The same kiss that was taking up every space In his mind, clouding every thought he was having, plaguing his mind and his life. And yet Nate had discarded like it was nothing.

He clenched his jaw, he couldn't just let Nate pretend that the kiss didn't happen, it was killing him inside, he wanted to know why he was pretending not to remember, even though he was the one who started the whole thing. He started this whole rollercoaster for Spade, if he didn't kiss Spade that night, he never would have known what Nate's lips felt like and he wouldn't be craving for it like his very life depended on it.

He got up abruptly and walked out of his office, he headed down the corridor, and stopped at the very door he wanted to be at. Without knocking he pushed it open and stepped inside the office Nate's been cooped up in for almost 6 days, avoiding him.

The office looked quite different from his, it was brighter and less dead like his. The whole office suddenly went quiet as both Bernie and Nate turned to look at him, he could see the lines of smile faded from Nate's face, making him clench his jaw, as he could see the connection Nate and Bernie were establishing, he didn't like the fact that Nate was getting close to Bernie, especially since he'd been avoiding Spade, it gave him more time with Bernie, which Spade didn't like. Maybe he sounded too jealous but he didn't care.

With his hands shoved inside his pants pocket, his eyes moved from Bernie to the little temptation that had been on his mind all around the club. He watched as Nate looked away from his eyes, lowering his own eyes, covering them with his thick long lashes.

"Boss" Bernie was the first to speak up, as he sat up straight from his slanted position on the couch, the same couch Nate was perched on, there was barely any space between Bernie and Nate, the young man looked very comfortable around Bernie, infact too comfortable for Spade's liking as his eyes hardened.

"Bernie, I need to have a word with Nate" he almost snapped and he could see the way Bernie's posture shifted from ease to tense as his eyes held a hint of fear for Spade.

"Sure boss" he muttered before giving Nate one last look before he walked out of the office, lowering his head when he got close to Spade.

After the door shut behind Bernie, Spade's eyes moved to Nate who wasn't looking at him, his eyes were now darting around the room as they moved with uncertainty. "I need to talk to you" he muttered out and Nate still didn't look at him, he almost growled out, feeling his hands tighten beside him into a fist.

"Can it wait" Nate whispered out, his voice coming out soft and soothing, almost as if someone was rubbing their soft hands on Spade's shoulder, giving him a sweet massage.

"No, it can't" he snapped, watching as Nate's eyes cut through to his for a few seconds before he quickly looked away as if Spade's eyes burnt him

Nate sighed out, as if he couldn't deal with Spade's trouble He slowly got up, letting Spade's eyes flick through his whole body in a split second, he was putting on a grey round neck and black slacks. "I'm a little busy right now, there's something I need to show Bernie, it's really important" he muttered, his back to Spade as he started fiddling with the stacks of papers on the table.

Spade sighed out and shut his eyes, grounding his teeth together. Nate was proving difficult and stubborn, and hearing him talk about Bernie like that, it ticked Spade off, made him feel like snapping Bernie's neck for having Nate's undivided attention.

He took steps towards Nate, standing right behind him, he felt the young man tense, his shoulders growing stiff, as he stood straight, making his hair to brush Spade's face. "I don't want you working with Bernie anymore" he grunted out, making Nate to whip around to face him, he saw the surprise in Nate's eyes when he realized their faces were just a few inches from each other.

His eyes were on Nate's eyes, as he watched the way his lips parted slightly, hot air coming out of his mouth. His eyes looked up at Spade and he almost cussed out as he saw that innocent look in Nate's eyes, the one that held so many secrets in them. "Why"? He whispered out

"Because I want you working with me, I only let him help you because I was busy" Spade mutttered lowly, his own breath coming out hot and the strong scent of alcohol emanating from it, mixed with the smell of nicotine.

Nate scrunched his nose up, his brows furrowing together, if nothing could get Spade to cum just standing there, Nate's current facial expressions could do that, as he felt his whole body fill up with unspoken desires, he wanted nothing more than to bit lightly on Nate's pink nose and graze his beautiful lips with his teeth.

"But I'm okay working with Bernie" Nate protested, making Spade to clench his jaw, he sounded like a possessive ass but he didn't care, he just couldn't stand Nate being comfortable around Bernie and possibly... He shook his head mentally, that was beginning to go far, even for his own imagination.

"Why? I thought you didn't want to work with someone else"? He questioned

"That was before"

"Before what"? He pressed making Nate to lower his eyes, he suddenly missed the warmth Nate's eyes had erupted in his own body He wanted to raise his chin up and have him stared back at him, but he held himself. "Before you started avoiding me right"? He asked, his voice holding a bit of accusatory tone to it as Nate's eyes darted up quickly at his

"I'm not avoiding you" he muttered, looking back down, Spade could see the slight guilt in his eyes when mentioned Nate avoiding him, he knew he was on the right track, coming to talk to the young man

"Then why can't you look at me in the eye"? He asked, his voice going very low and hot, filled with nothing but desires as he watched Nate's lashes slowly lifted up, and his brown, honey eyes landed on Spade's grey, hooded and dark ones.

But his gaze didn't last long before he lowered them again, that's exactly what Spade was talking about and exactly what he was expecting. "Is this because of what happened that night"?

"What night"? Nate muttered avoiding Spade's gaze as he started looking around the office, he had already entered into Spade's bait

"The night of the dinner" Spade muttered watching as his face slowly started going pale on some parts "the night you claim not to remember" he pressed seeing the slight drop of sweat on Nate's forehead, yes he was already getting somewhere "the night we kissed" he finished, muttering the last part of out, the husk in his voice making everything in the room come to a standstill as Nate's eyes slowly landed on his, he watched and heard as he sucked in a harsh breath.

He saw Nate swallow hard, making a loud gulping sound "I don't remember it, I don't wanna talk about it" he whispered, Spade could see the slight rise and fall of his chest

He cocked his brows upward as he narrowed his eyes "you don't wanna talk about it or you don't remember it"?

"Both" Nate whispered as he let his tongue to graze the small flesh of his lower lips, making Spade to lose focus for a second, felling his groin tighten with a familiar ache, he looked away from Nate's lips and back up at his eyes.

"So you're telling me you don't remember kissing me"? He asked as if he was daring Nate to say no, to lie to his face that he didn't remember that night. And just like that, Nate had fallen into his trap

"No" he muttered, Spade just blinked

"And if I kissed you right now, you still wouldn't remember"? He muttered, feeling his own throat dry up at his sudden threat like question, he saw the way Nate's sharp gaze fell on him, his brown eyes saying all the things his lips couldn't. His pink lips parted in the middle, Spade felt like he could see each breath that left Nate's mouth, as it fanned the small open skin of his chest and neck area.

Nate felt his own heart hammering in his chest, when Spade walked into the office earlier on, he didn't expect that it would go this way.

He didn't even think Spade would press on the matter of the kiss, he hoped the man had forgotten about it, but no, here he was pushing on it.

He didn't even know why Spade was so interested in the kiss. It's not like Spade wanted it to happen.

Without saying anything, he looked up at Spade again, and he bit on his lower lips again, chewing on the bottom harder, almost as if he wanted to draw blood.

This didn't escape Spade's eyes as he followed every movement of Nate, watching him nib at his lips. Now that he had had a taste of it, he didn't only imagine what it would feel like, he wanted to kiss it again, he wanted to bite and chew on it, savouring the sweet and softness of it on his own teeth and the plum feeling of it on his tongue and against his own lips.

"Fuck" he cussed out, making Nate to stare at him in awe with his brown eyes going dark, making it look huge and exceptional. Spade couldn't stop himself as he let his hands go up, his fingers brushed against Nate's lips, he felt him shudder under his touch, he slowly pulled at Nate's lower lip, watching as his teeth grazed it before he let it go, it was already very red and almost swollen with the intensity at which he was chewing it "Don't do that and look at me like that" he muttered huskily and very hungrily.

He tried to stop himself but he couldn't, Nate's eyes was unraveling him, touching him in parts Nate's hands hadn't even touched him. He didn't know someone could have so much power over him. Getting him hot and aroused without even touching him

He cussed out before he pulled out his other hand from his pocket and cupped Nate's cheek with both his hands, he leaned down and captured Nate's lips in a sweet, slow and sensual kiss.

Making sure to enjoy every second he had the young man's lips in between his. He sucked on the lower lip first, feeling as Nate's frozen state had relaxed, as his own hand clutched onto his shirt, fisting it around his abdomen area, as if his very life depended on it.

He let his tongue sweep the insides of Nate's mouth, tasting the flavoury sweet taste in Nate's mouth. Every corner he explored as it was warm, soft and intoxicating. Like getting high on wine.

He couldn't get enough and he didn't want to stop. Nate's whole body moved and moulded against his, as he flushed against him.

He could feel Nate struggling to stop so he could breath, even he needed air, but Nate was his air at the moment. But Nate suddenly stopped moving his lips, and gently used his hands to push Spade away, breathing and panting hard.

The rise and fall of his chest, the way his breath left his mouth in short gasps and harsh breaths. His eyes looked scared, glossy and lost, just like they had looked the first time Spade saw him

"I can't...." He paused swallowing hard, trying to catch his breath "I can't do this, I'm sorry" he whispered before he brushed past Spade and walked out of the office.

Leaving Spade standing there star struck and dumbfounded. Nate just walked out on him, he bailed. Even after Spade had showed him that he didn't regret that night

Okay now I'm worried for Nate

Or maybe Spade 😁😁

Maybe both of them. I really wish Nate figures his shit out