Reindeer Games 2 - Toys for Good Girls by Mykles Jet Page A

her.”
    Lon frowned. “I don’t think Tanty’s like that.”
    “It’s no slight to her. Not at all. She’s a reindeer, for snow’s sake. She knew she was doing me a favor just by looking at me.”
    “I’m not sure you’re right about that.”
    Bok put a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Trust me. I know these things better than you do.”
    Lon’s frown told Bok he thought otherwise, but Lon had never been a particularly fast or coherent thinker.
    “Look. She might keep sleeping with me, just so long as I keep supplying her with toys, but sooner or later she’s going to want to move on to better things. Better guys. Big, buff, reindeer-type guys.”
    Lon opened his mouth to rebut, but Bok laid two fingers on his lips to silence him.
    “I figure if I lose some weight, buff up, my chances with her get better. She’ll let me be with her longer.” He sagged against Lon’s side, heedless of the damp of his workout clothes.
    “I’ll never be a reindeer, but at least I can be better to look at.” Lon held him regardless of whether he stank. “Bok, I really think you’re wrong about this.”
    “Yeah, well, I love you, but I know what I’m doing.” His arm secure around Lon’s shoulders, Bok walked him to the door. “Now, you’ve got to get out of here. I’ve got to get back to work so Gus won’t come after me.”
    Lon dug his heels in when they reached the door. “Bok, wait. You don’t look all that good.
    You sure all this is healthy?”
    “Don’t worry. I’ve done my research. I know what I’m doing.”
    “Maybe you should talk to Wod.”
    “I don’t need to talk to your boyfriend.”
    “But he knows Tanty. Maybe he can—”
    “Lon.” Bok grabbed the smaller male’s shoulders and made Lon face him. “I want you to promise me that you won’t tell anyone about what I’m doing. Not Gus, not my mother, not Tanty, and certainly not Wod.”
    Lon’s eyes got big at the mention of the love of his life.
    “I’m serious. If Wod got it in his head to do something, he’d embarrass me or expose me, and I just don’t think I could stand that. Seriously.” He shook Lon a little and made sure they had the eye contact of friends who’d known each other a long time and shared too many memories to count. “Promise me.”
    “I don’t know…”
    “How many of your secrets have I kept?”
    Lon winced, and Bok knew he had him. “You promise you’re being careful?”
    “I promise.”
    “And you’ll tell me if you’re in trouble?”
    “Yes.”
    “Okay, then. I promise. But I still think you’re wrong about Tanty.” Bok pulled Lon into a hug, comforted by his friend’s presence even if he wouldn’t admit it aloud. “Even if I am”— I’m not —“she deserves someone who looks better than me.”
    “But that’s what I mean. I don’t think Tanty’s all that worried about looks. Not like you think.”
    Bok released Lon from the hug and opened the front door. “We’ll have to disagree on that one.”
    Lon glanced back at the living room. “Call me. Let’s have lunch.”
    “Maybe. Sure.”
    “I’ll bring you dinner tomorrow, and we’ll eat here.”
    “Can’t. I’m on a diet.”
    “But…”
    “I’ll call you in a few days. Just let me get into this.” Lon took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.”
    Bok closed the door after Lon with a sigh of relief. There. That was the only person likely to intrude on him. He’d staved off housekeeping, and his parents were busy enough with their own affairs so they barely spoke. As long as he filled his daily quota for work, he was home free for his diet and exercise program.
    He’d be slimmed down for Tanty in no time.
     

Chapter Nine
     
     
    Seeing Lon waiting in the barn alone set off Tanty’s last nerve. She’d been good; she’d been patient; she’d determined that she didn’t give a flying fuck if Bok wanted to talk to her or not. But she deserved to know why , damn it!
    She broke a little ahead of the strolling