Monty Oum Novels & Stories

If we were the only two people in the banquet hall that evening, even though I had just had sex with Kannon, I would’ve done the same thing to Monty with no hesitation. “I know, right? I feel like you're hiding from me,” I teased. "Mi nah hide from yuh. Mi just been busy, yuh zimmi. An mi hear seh yuh move to London—mi hometown dat." “Yep. I did.” I nodded dreamily. “I had to get away from these crazy people who call themselves my family.” "Mi hear yuh," he chuckled. Monty was the sexiest man I knew. Standing there, tall and fit, dressed in Tom Ford slacks with the matching button-up that was slightly unbuttoned.

I took a deep breath and took the hand he offered me, smiling to the best of my abilities. “Lesley!” I replied, not really understanding Tanja’s amused look and his puzzled face. Not until… “Shit, you meant me! Sorry,” I laughed nervously. “I’m still getting used to that!” “That’s quite alright,” he answered and flashed a million-dollar smile. Damn, what was with this guy? Was he a walking Colgate commercial?! “I’m Doctor Montgomery, but most people here just call me Monty,” he continued, and honestly? He seemed really nice! His smile was real, his tone pleasant and not a single vibe from his body indicated that I was annoying or disturbing his work; I honestly thought he’d be ready to murde