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Chapter 8

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“Fuck. What a moron I am. Hands down, the ultimate king of fools in the entire saga of foolishness,” Kingsley whispered to himself, his voice barely cutting through the haze in his skull.

Kingsley grappled with the most brutal hangover he’d endured in what felt like forever. He pinned it on his slipping youth, though at twenty-three, he knew that excuse held thin.

Roan had nudged him awake that morning, handing over a hot mug of coffee that Kingsley clutched like a lifeline, gratitude swelling in his chest. Afterward, Roan ferried them both to Kingsley’s apartment, kicking back patiently while Kingsley hit the shower and threw on work clothes. It had forced Roan to rise at an ungodly hour, but that’s the mark of a true ally.

The realization crashed over him only as the elevator hummed upward in the office tower—what he’d unleashed the night before. Beyond chugging liquor to the brink of blackout territory, that is.

He’d actually called him. And when the line went unanswered, he’d pour
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    “Come on in,” Miles called out, swinging the door wide for Kingsley.“Nice setup,” Kingsley let out a low whistle, eyes scanning the room. “Beats your old spot by a mile.”Miles had just settled into this fresh building and rounded up Kingsley, Nina, and Anwar for a casual hangout. He’d tossed invites to a few senior folks at work too, but they bowed out gracefully.“Appreciate it—I’m digging it more myself,” Miles said with a nod.“Wasn’t sure on the drinks, so I grabbed both,” Kingsley explained, passing over a bottle of red and a six-pack. His version of a housewarming vibe.“Actually whipped up some margaritas.”“Ooh, fancy cocktails,” Kingsley flashed a grin. “You pulling out all the stops for Nina?”“Shh, man,” Miles shot a quick glance over his shoulder, cheeks tinting pink. “She’s already here with Anwar.”“Whoops,” Kingsley snickered under his breath.It was a weeknight, with desks waiting in the morning, but Nina’s weekend was jammed, so Miles—naturally—bumped the gathering

  • More Than His Touch   Chapter 10

    Friday rolled around, and Kingsley hunched over his desk, tapping away at his keyboard. Right next to him, Miles leaned in close to Nina, cracking jokes that landed flat, his cheeks flushing every time she giggled politely. The whole office had picked up on Miles’s crush—Nina included—and from the way her eyes sparkled back at him, she wasn’t exactly uninterested. Kingsley scratched his head, wondering why they kept dancing around it like this.His phone buzzed on the desk, lighting up with Lorenzo’s name. He swiped to answer.“I need you in my office,” Lorenzo’s voice came through, clipped and urgent.“I’m wrapping up this report—give me a sec and I’ll—”“Now, Reece.”The line went dead. Kingsley’s brow furrowed as he stared at the screen. Lorenzo usually shot him an email or swung by in person for meetings. Even in their laid-back startup vibe, the guy stuck to his formal ways. This call felt off—demanding, almost desperate. Something wasn’t right.He pushed back from his desk and h

  • More Than His Touch   Chapter 9

    Kingsley sensed the danger in his game.Yet the thrill consumed him.Come Monday morning, after his bold defiance and abrupt exit that left Lorenzo reeling, the air crackled with unspoken strain. Still, they shoved personal friction aside for the critical investor pitch—it demanded flawless focus.Kingsley felt the session hummed with promise, and for once, Lorenzo mirrored that vibe. Past meetings had left him guarded, but not this one. This round sparked real optimism in Lorenzo about clinging to his role. A college buddy among the firm’s team pinged him post-meeting, texting assurances that the funding would seal.Kingsley floated the idea of drinks to toast the win, but Lorenzo held firm, insisting celebrations waited for inked signatures. They compromised on lunch instead. Buoyancy lifted them both, dissolving the prior undercurrents of desire. Lorenzo’s radiant grin spread like wildfire, pulling Kingsley into the same euphoric glow.“When do you figure they’ll loop back?” Kingsl

  • More Than His Touch   Chapter 8

    “Fuck. What a moron I am. Hands down, the ultimate king of fools in the entire saga of foolishness,” Kingsley whispered to himself, his voice barely cutting through the haze in his skull.Kingsley grappled with the most brutal hangover he’d endured in what felt like forever. He pinned it on his slipping youth, though at twenty-three, he knew that excuse held thin.Roan had nudged him awake that morning, handing over a hot mug of coffee that Kingsley clutched like a lifeline, gratitude swelling in his chest. Afterward, Roan ferried them both to Kingsley’s apartment, kicking back patiently while Kingsley hit the shower and threw on work clothes. It had forced Roan to rise at an ungodly hour, but that’s the mark of a true ally.The realization crashed over him only as the elevator hummed upward in the office tower—what he’d unleashed the night before. Beyond chugging liquor to the brink of blackout territory, that is.He’d actually called him. And when the line went unanswered, he’d pour

  • More Than His Touch   Chapter 7

    Kingsley had once been deeply in love.For more than two years, he’d shared his high school days with Cole, his boyfriend. But when Kingsley headed off to college and Cole remained in their hometown, the distance snapped their bond soon after. Cole blamed the miles between them, and Kingsley had even considered ditching his studies to return, but Roan had talked him out of it, urging him to stay the course.The split hit Kingsley like a freight train. Even after four years, echoes of that first love lingered in his chest. What twisted the knife deeper came months ago: news that Cole had paired up with Derek, Kingsley’s old school confidant. And worse, their romance had sparked mere months after Kingsley’s heartbreak.“Engaged!? They’re fucking engaged?” Kingsley’s voice cracked as he raked fingers through his disheveled hair.He’d stumbled upon the post on Instagram—a cousin’s glowing congrats to the pair. Fury boiled in his veins, his face flushing hot.“Looks that way,” Roan murmure

  • More Than His Touch   Chapter 6

    Kingsley started, “I think the meeting went quite well, they—”“They’re not going to invest,” Lorenzo cut in sharply.The pair had just wrapped up the pitch they’d poured weeks into prepping. Kingsley had felt the energy in the room buzzing positively, but Lorenzo’s tight jaw and clipped stride as they exited the building painted a different picture. They headed down the sidewalk toward their office, only a short walk away under the afternoon sun.“What? Why do you say that?” Kingsley pressed, his steps quickening to match Lorenzo’s.“They didn’t fire off any questions at the end,” Lorenzo replied, as if stating an undeniable fact. Kingsley’s forehead creased, his gaze darting sideways in bewilderment. “If our pitch hooked them, they’d have grilled us with a dozen follow-ups. But it didn’t, so they stayed silent.”“Oh.” Kingsley’s shoulders dipped as the realization sank in. “Well, maybe they—”“I’d rather not chase rainbows,” Lorenzo said, his voice firm. “That energy’s better spent

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