Taking a Chance: The Returning Series, #2

By Noelle Rahn-Johnson

Richard-

My life since my wife left me, I've been existing, for just one thing.

I was just drifting from one day to the next. Until I met him.

Now, I want to share my life, my love…and my secret…

So, I'm Taking a Chance.

Chance-

I'm a floater, a free-spirit. I don't commit myself to one person.

Until I met him.

Now, I want to share my life, my love…until I find out his secret…

Can I accept it and move forward, or am I destined to be alone?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Noelle Rahn-Johnson
• Release date: Jan 13, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386358565

Noelle Rahn-Johnson

Noelle currently lives in Northern Minnesota with her husband, their four children, two dogs, two rats, a handful of goldfish, and a very spoiled cat. She spends most of her days puttering away on the keyboard with a breathtaking view of a lake in her backyard as a source of tranquil inspiration. Her and her husband were high school sweethearts, and will be celebrating their 25th year of wedded bliss in August of 2017. She enjoys fishing, reading, shopping, writing, and spending time with her family. Noelle's writing career debuted with her first m/m romance, Returning for Ryder, in September 2016 with a publisher. Originally intended as a standalone novel, it seems Noelle's fans have other ideas and she will be penning a second, and a third in what is now to become The Returning Series. She is no longer signed with this publisher and has now independently publishing this book and the rest of this series. Noelle has also indie published her In Pieces, Book One, in the "Pieces Trilogy", a heterosexual contemporary romance. She also has released book 2, Shattered Pieces and book 3 Broken Pieces. Naughty Night Press LLC recently signed Noelle for her MF Shifter Paranormal Romance, Remote in the Shadows, to be released in April of 2017. Noelle not only thrives on her love of writing, weaving worlds full of passion and romance for her readers to crawl into, but also the excitement of her readers when they know she's getting close to another release date. She plans to release many more books in the coming years for their enjoyment. Be warned, no matter the genre of her work, Noelle's books will all contain explicit language and smexy romance scenes! 18+ audiences only!

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Dedication-

To no other than my dad, Terry.

As always...

Missing you every day.

Acknowledgments-

Well, another book in this series is done and I couldn’t have done it without the help and support of my friends, followers, readers, family and beta readers.

Heather Swan, Phyllis Lopez, Tabitha Hartman, Kathleen O’Connor Kavanaugh, and Krystle Smith for helping me edit, proof read and being there for me.

To Wanda Hensley for coming up with an awesome title.

Thank you to Alora Kate for making another great cover, banner and for formatting this book.

To my support team and group- The Naughty Squad- For having my back.

For my husband, Gary and his support, (financial, love, and husbandly duties) LOL...my kids, A, B, C- for music suggestions for the line-up. And for D- for keeping me active, going and on my toes. Love you all so very much!!!

For my loyal readers, fans and followers- I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you and your on-going support and cheering me on to push for another book.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

Table of contents

Dedication

Acknowledgements

Chapter 1

Chapter2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Epilogue

Keelin’s Return

Chapter 1

Chance

It’s been about ten weeks since Keelin left for France. I guess she’s seeking out more experience in her chef career and schooling. She left right after the wedding.

It’s been about nine weeks or so since my kid brother Ryder, and my best friend Flynn got home from their honeymoon. They were gone for about a week.

It’s been eight weeks, five days, seventeen hours, thirty-six minutes and 51...52...53 seconds since I’ve last been in Richard’s arms. According to my watch.

Dammit.

Why am I feeling like this? I do one-nightstands. Leave everything on the table. It’s fun and a night or weekend of sex. No emotions involved. No clingers.

What did Richard do to me, that I can’t stop thinking of those few nights together with him?

I’m thinking about all this shit while sitting at my office desk. I’m supposed to be going over another bid for the men who work at my construction company, ‘Matthews Construction’. But, yet, I sit here and ponder over the one man I can’t seem to forget.

I’ve been throwing thoughts around since Richard left my home that next morning. I liked him. I still like him.

It was one weekend of sex, like all the others before him. But with Richard, it was mind blowing. It felt like there was more. Like there should be more. Like I needed there to be more.

Those thoughts come clearer as I stare out the large bay window of my office, watching the rain come down. Just as it did the morning he left.

I roll over in my king-sized bed and warmth surrounds me. Slowly opening my eyes, I can see Richard lying next to me, sound asleep.

Last nights conquer and seize was successful. He was amazing and made my whole-body light up from the inside out. I buzzed and vibrated with each release he gave me.

Waking up now, my body and muscles are still sated, but my cock has other ideas, and I’m agreeing with it.

I roll over completely so I’m facing my lover. I lean in to lick his ear lobe as he’s sleeping on his stomach. Just like when I had him last night.

I sit up and roll my body to hover over his. My cock straining and pointing to where it wants to go. With my knees on the mattress, one on the outside of his thigh, the other one has enough room to be comfortable between his inner thighs.

I lick up his spine, his glorious back, strong shoulder muscles, and then up to his neck. Richard is muscle bound, but not like a meat head. He is the perfect shade of muscle for me. He has it where it counts. In all areas.

He grumbles low in his chest and my dick hardens even more. I lean into his body and the tip of my dick finds the crease of his butt cheeks and thighs.

Richard’s head is turned to the side, his hands are hiding under the pillow where his head rests. He’s still in slumber but slightly aware of my presence.

I slide my other leg in between his thigh and stretch my body over to grab the lube bottle from the nightstand next to the bed.

I grab the last condom and put it over my hardened cock. I squirt the lube on my fingers, then slowly slide them between his ass cheeks. I find what I’m looking for, his hole is hot and waiting for me already.

He lazily shifts his legs apart, allowing me more room to do what I want to him. He relaxes his muscles and allows my two fingers in, slowly stretching him open for me.

Richard’s face is in the pillow, and the muffled sounds of moaning and groaning coming from him, has my cock hard and engorged. I slide my fingers in and out of his entrance. After a few minutes of this, I lean down and line up my cock. Eager to have our release.

When my tip slowly slides inside of him, he lifts his hips up slightly to greet me and I slide in deeper. He gets up on his knees and keeps his face planted in the pillow, his hands gripping the sides tightly in his fists.

He pushes the pillow away and I lean down closer to him. His face is lying on the mattress, turned to the side and I can see his expression of pleasure and lust. His eyes are closed, his mouth open and the little crease between his eyebrows tells me he’s enjoying my cock where it is.

Sliding in and out of him, words can’t describe it. Heaven? Home? I’ve never been to heaven, but I can well enough imagine that this feeling, right now, is what it must feel like.

Hey boss? A low voice comes from my open office door.

I snap back to the present, jumping slightly, and look towards the voice interrupting my daydream. Clearing my throat first, Hey Bill, what’s up? I manage to gruff out and try to rid my brain of thoughts of my body seeking pleasure at work.

You okay? He asks.

Yeah, yeah sure. Lost in thought. What’s up? I clear my throat again, readjusting myself underneath my desk. Thank God that my chair is under enough that he can’t see me do this. It’s called hard cock syndrome.

Well I just want to let you know that I’m headed out to the Wallor’s place with my crew for the day. Bill explains.

Oh, okay, no problem. Be safe! I reply. Bill has been working with me now for almost three years. He’s been a hard worker and slowly making his way up in my company as a site leader, or foreman for jobs.

He waves as he walks out of my office and down the hall. I shake my head from the earlier thoughts and log-in to my email to check for the Smith contract.

I’m waiting for another contract from another source, but I don’t expect that until after the weekend. Today is Thursday, and my body is already craving the stress release for the upcoming weekend.

As my day goes by, I get a call on my cell phone from my younger brother Ryder.

Hey, dickhead! I answer the phone. I’ve called him by this nick-name forever.

Hey Chance. How are you? He asks, chuckling.

Good, you? How’s married life treatin’ ya? I inquire.

Ryder sighs in my ear, It’s good. Really good, actually. Hey, I was wondering if I could throw something at you?

Sure. What’s going on? I ask concerned for what he’s going to ask me.

He just asks me a few questions about my business. He’s an indie author and needs insight for an upcoming book he’s writing about a business owner, so I provide him the answers.

A few minutes later I say goodbye and hang up with him and end my work day. I save my doc file, shut off my computer and then gather my things. I quickly lock up my office door and head out to my truck.

I love my truck. I bought it as I was getting busier with my company and needed a bigger vehicle than the car I had.

It’s a Chevy Silverado 3500 HD. It’s made for those drives over rough terrain or getting to that next plot of land without a problem.

Before I drive home, I stop by my favorite pizza place and order a pizza. While I wait, I walk next door to pick up a 12 pack of beer. After paying, I put the beer in the back seat of my truck then walk back to the pizza place to pick up my dinner for the night.

After devouring my medium pepperoni pizza at home, and three beers later, I clean up the mess I created then make my way to the bathroom.

Turning on the water in the shower, I strip out of my clothes and dump them in the laundry basket in the corner. I then jump into the hot spray waiting for me.

I quickly wash my hair and body, rinse off, then I shut off the water and towel off. I hang up the towel over the top of the shower door. I shut off the bathroom light then head into my bedroom.

Walking over to my dresser, I grab a pair of boxers, slide them on my body and crawl into my king-sized bed, alone.

Lying on my back with one hand on my stomach, the other behind my head, I close my eyes and I let the images play out. Like they have almost every night since that one weekend with him.

I roll over to my side, pulling my blanket up to my shoulders and drift asleep with Richard on my mind.

Chapter 2

Chance

Friday night is here, and I’ve left my home at seven-forty-five. I’m driving to the bar, again. As is the normal for the past few years. It’s only about a ten-minute drive from my place so I get there by eight.

Opening the main door of the bar, I search out my drinking buddies and see Mike and Courtney at the bar getting their drinks.

I search further over to the table we normally crowd and see a few more friends waiting. I slap Mike on the back in passing and he nods to me.

Mike and Courtney have been together since Ryder and her broke up. It’s been about eight months now, I think.

Ryder and Courtney were dating for a while but I knew it wouldn’t last. His brain was on Flynn, even though he didn’t know it at the time. I always knew Flynn carried a torch for Ryder. It was just all based on timing to get those two guys together. And when it finally happened, it was explosive!

I knew they were meant for each other when Flynn was acting strange during our senior year in high school. Flynn basically left soon after graduation to Florida to escape from Ryder. Flynn was eighteen and Ryder was four years younger. Flynn wanted to give him time to mature. He planned to come back and make his interest known to Ryder, but life got in the way and Flynn was gone for seven years.

Flynn ended up coming back for his father when he fell sick about a year or so ago and then Ryder and Flynn got together. After Flynn’s father passed away, Flynn took over the family Pub, named ‘Maguire’s Pub’.

Flynn and I have been best friends since we were kids. Ryder was the little brother who hung around and followed us whenever we hung out.

Flynn and I both came out as bisexual men together back in high school and have a huge support system today. Ryder was with women, but I knew he held a strong interest in men as well. When he told me he was bi, Flynn entered the picture shortly after.

Me, on the other hand, I’m with someone new every time. I don’t like clingers. It’s a one and done. Yeah, I’m kind of a man whore with men and women. I love sex, so sue me.

I always make my interest known to the person I want to be with for the night, that it’s a one-time thing or weekend fling. I never mix business and pleasure. I don’t hit on or flirt with anyone at my business, even though there is a man working for me I wouldn’t mind having in my bed. I know he’s