Anywhere Tequila Flows

By T.A. Chase

Two men convinced they'll never find love discover it in the least likely of places.

Sidney Richardson has watched his two best friends fall in love, leaving him to wonder if he'll ever find the right man for him. Sure, he's been playing the field since he discovered sex, but he's never taken a chance on one of those one-night stands to see if there might be more. Now he's ready, but is the man he's waiting on ready as well?

Tito Perez has had a rough go of it, but he's finally in a good place in his life. He's got a great job and a group of marvellous friends. Who cares that he doesn't have that one special guy in his life? Some people just aren't meant to fall in love.

Then a chance meeting between boss and employee gives Sidney and Tito an opportunity to put their hopes and dreams into action. Will love flow as easily as the tequila Tito pours?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pride Publishing
• Release date: Jul 25, 2014
• ISBN: 9781784300975

T.A. Chase

There is beauty in every kind of love, so why not live a life without boundaries? Experiencing everything the world offers fascinates TA and writing about the things that make each of us unique is how she shares those insights. When not writing, TA's watching movies, reading and living life to the fullest.

Book preview

Page

A Totally Bound Publication

Anywhere Tequila Flows

ISBN # 978-1-78430-097-5

©Copyright T.A. Chase 2014

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright June 2014

Edited by Rebecca Douglas

Totally Bound Publishing

This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, Totally Bound Publishing.

Applications should be addressed in the first instance, in writing, to Totally Bound Publishing. Unauthorized or restricted acts in relation to this publication may result in civil proceedings and/or criminal prosecution.

The author and illustrator have asserted their respective rights under the Copyright Designs and Patents Acts 1988 (as amended) to be identified as the author of this book and illustrator of the artwork.

Published in 2014 by Totally Bound Publishing, Newland House, The Point, Weaver Road, Lincoln, LN6 3QN

Warning:

This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a heat rating of Totally Sizzling and a Sexometer of 2.

Rags to Riches

ANYWHERE TEQUILA FLOWS

T.A. Chase

Book four in the Rags to Riches series

Two men convinced they’ll never find love discover it in the least likely of places.

Sidney Richardson has watched his two best friends fall in love, leaving him to wonder if he’ll ever find the right man for him. Sure, he’s been playing the field since he discovered sex, but he’s never taken a chance on one of those one-night stands to see if there might be more. Now he’s ready, but is the man he’s waiting on ready as well?

Tito Perez has had a rough go of it, but he’s finally in a good place in his life. He’s got a great job and a group of marvelous friends. Who cares that he doesn’t have that one special guy in his life? Some people just aren’t meant to fall in love.

Then a chance meeting between boss and employee gives Sidney and Tito an opportunity to put their hopes and dreams into action. Will love flow as easily as the tequila Tito pours?

Dedication

Humans are social creatures for the most part. No matter how much we say we like to be alone, we don’t. Love has a way of proving the theory of solitude wrong.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Patrón: The Patrón Spirits Company

Stella Artois: Anheuser-Busch InBev N.V.

Cristal: Louis Roederer

Harley: Harley-Davidson Inc

Versace: Gianni Versace S.p.A. 

Dior: Christian Dior S.A.

Jaguar XKR-S: Jaguar Land Rover Automotive PLC

Chapter One

Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.

The chant filled the air at the wedding reception of Adrien Bellamy and Ion Vasile. Sidney, Adrien’s best man, laughed with the rest of the guests when Adrien wrapped his arms around Ion before dipping him to place a kiss on his husband’s mouth.

Shaking his head and smiling, Sidney approached one of the bars. He’d never had so much fun at a wedding before, but seeing how much Adrien and Ion were enjoying theirs made Sidney happy. He found a spot at the oak bar top.

I need a shot of Patrón and a Stella Artois, he said before looking up to meet the gaze of the bartender. Astonishment dashed through him when he saw Tito, his employee from Wander, staring back at him. What the hell are you doing here? he asked.

Tito frowned while he got Sidney’s drinks. I’m pouring liquor for rich SOBs, he muttered.

As much as Sidney didn’t like Tito’s tone, he had to admit the man had a point. A majority of the guests were rich and quite a few of them were arseholes.

"I can see that, but what are you doing here?" He gestured to include the entire backyard of the Bellamy’s Hampton estate.

Mr Gaverson asked if I’d like to earn some extra cash. I wasn’t on the schedule at the club, so I told him I’d bartend. Tito set the shot and the beer in front of Sidney. Not my usual thing, but every little bit helps.

True. Sidney pulled out his money then stuck a five-dollar bill in the tip jar. Thanks, he said, stuffing his clip back in his pocket before grabbing his drinks to leave.

As he wound his way through the crowd, Sidney could see why this wouldn’t be Tito’s usual thing. A society wedding full of rich blue bloods dressed in designer clothes while drinking thousand dollar champagne really wasn’t a place where a guy like Tito hung out.

Sidney dropped into his chair at the head table. He slammed back the tequila, hissing as it burned on the way down. He swore under his breath.

Are you all right? Winston asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

I’m fine. Did Patrick tell you he was getting my bartender to pour drinks?

Winston blinked at the rather odd question. Your bartender?

Yes. Tito from my club. Sidney pointed in Tito’s direction.

His friend glanced over at the man then chuckled. I didn’t recognize him. I’m not sure the outfit suits him.

Sidney silently agreed with Winston. The long-sleeved white dress shirt Tito wore hugged those broad shoulders, hinting at the muscle hidden under the fabric. But the shirt also hid all those marvelous tattoos Tito had decorating his upper body. Sidney didn’t know if Tito had any on his legs, having never seen the man completely naked.

There were times when Tito would wear a leather vest while working at Wander and it was then that Sidney had found himself wondering what other art Tito had. Of course, Sidney would never let on to anyone how just the sight of Tito’s body modifications got him hard. No one needed to know how often Sidney jerked off to the fantasy of running his tongue over every tattoo while playing with Tito’s gold nipple rings.

Tito glanced in his direction as though he knew Sidney was thinking about him. Sidney looked away, hoping the distance between them was enough to keep Tito from seeing the lust Sidney knew had to be shining in his eyes.

Winston laughed softly beside him. Why don’t you just admit you want the man?

Admitting it isn’t the problem, he confessed.

Then what is the problem? You want him and if I’m reading the signals right, he certainly wouldn’t mind spending time with you. Winston sipped his club soda while staring at Sidney, obviously waiting for an answer.

He works for me, Winston. I don’t want to take advantage of his needing the job. He didn’t want to tell all of Tito’s secrets, but felt he needed to explain a little more. He did time in prison. Served his full sentence, but he had a difficult time finding employment because of his record. I’d never want to make a move and have him feel like he had to sleep with me to keep his job.

Hmm… I can see your dilemma. Maybe if you talk to him about it, you can convince him that his job isn’t contingent on him fucking the boss.

It always came as a shock when his friend swore in his crisp, upper crust British accent. Sidney shook his head. He didn’t want to discuss his non-existent relationship with Tito.

How are things going between you and Patrick?

The sappy grin on Winston’s face clued Sidney in on the course of his friend’s love life.

Patrick agreed to move to London. He’s flying back with me on Monday.

Sidney chuckled as he slapped Winston on the back. Congratulations, man. That’s great news. I’m sure we’ll be celebrating another wedding soon.

Winston held up his hand. No. We want to wait for a while. We fell in love quickly, but unlike Adrien and Ion, we’re not ready for marriage.

Not everyone is. Hell, you might decide to never get married, but luckily you have the option in England now.

Winston glanced around and Sidney knew he was looking for Patrick.

I think he went inside, he told him.

Thanks. Will we be seeing you tomorrow for brunch? Adrien and Ion wanted to see us all before they left on their honeymoon.

Sidney held up his drink in a salute. I’ll be there.

See you later then, Winston said before he stood then wandered off.

Sidney swallowed his sigh. His life was changing, whether he wanted it to or not. His two best friends were settling down, leaving Sidney spending more time on his own.

Hello, Sidney.

He looked up to find Dayton Van Hooven to his right. After standing, Sidney offered his hand. Hello, Senator. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you in this neck of the woods.

Dayton grimaced. You would think with all the vacations and breaks we take in DC, I’d be able to get back home more often. There always seems to be another bill that needs to be researched or written.

Rough life sometimes, huh?

No one could pay Sidney enough to be part of Congress. No matter what Dayton did, someone wasn’t going to be happy.

I shouldn’t complain, should I? I mean, I was the one who ran for this seat. Dayton waved to someone in the milling crowd. Looks like my father wants to introduce me to someone. If you’re ever in DC, Sidney, call me. We’ll have dinner and catch up.

He watched the junior senator for New York stroll away before he decided to go get another drink. He considered going to the other bar, but it was on the far side of the garden. If anyone noticed, it would be plain that he’d done it to avoid Tito.

Man up, asshole, he muttered and the waiter who was clearing the table next to him shot him a questioning glance.

Sorry. Just talking to myself, he explained as he set his empty glass on the guy’s tray.

Okay, sir.

Sidney straightened his shoulders and stalked over to the bar. Just as he got there, Tito’s deep laugh echoed over the noise of the mingling socialites. Sidney’s cock stiffened almost to the point of pain. He cringed, wishing he could adjust himself to ensure his zipper wasn’t going