Jaxx Steele here again. I know Valentine's Day has come and gone, but I have always loved it and appreciated whoever came up with it the idea. I have heard many reasons on how the holiday came to be also. Some say the day is a conspiracy made by the candy company to suck money out of love struck people. Others say its conception came from honoring some gruesome massacre that happened in a small town somewhere. I personally like to think some extremely busy guy was slacking on putting in the time needed to keep his lover happy came up with a special day he could put on his calendar and have his secretary remind him to go big with the gifts. LOL Either way I love it.
Claiming Cupid is a story is about loving someone you have no business falling for. You know the ones that are on the off limits list. The best friend, best friend’s sister, your play cousin, brother in all but blood, yeah, all of those people. You choose these people to be like family to you, but unfortunately you can’t tell the heart what to do and your love for them crosses over onto another plain. I know this is an time old and classic premise, but I hope I did it justice.
Daniel was sick and tired of Max’s ‘boyfriends’ dogging him. He wanted him to be his man so he could treat him better, but he was afraid to jeopardize their friendship by making any unwanted moves. When Max broke up with his latest lover the day before Valentine’s Day, Daniel could take it no more. He put a plan of action in place to claim and protect the heart of his old friend.
Max chuckled and shook his head. "Clearly you don't know how fine you are, Danny. You are one of the most handsome men I have ever seen. That lean swimmer's body of yours makes everything you wear look sexy. Even what you’ve got on now," he said, gesturing up and down at the simple blue pajama pants and white tee shirt. Then he leaned forward on the table and pointed at Daniel. "You know, I always thought you had the same kind of eyes as my mother's cat."
Daniel's eyes widened a bit before he laughed. "No, no I don't. That would be totally creepy."
Max grinned. "Oh, yes you do. Don't get me wrong: my dislike for cats and the fact I think they're sneaky doesn't extend to you just because your eyes are similar."
"Ooowee, what a relief!"
"Yeah, well, don't get cocky. Yours may be just as brown as your skin, but they're still feline-shaped. So instead of creepy they make you look…" Max's head tilted as he scrutinized Danny further. "I don't know… kind of exotic," he said finally with a shrug. "They look for tall men and you're just as tall as I am. If you wanted, you could have easily been in front of the camera instead of behind it." Max turned his attention back to the drawings.
Daniel was shocked. Max had never said he found him attractive. He didn't even know Max looked at him like that. This news thrilled him and gave him the encouragement he needed to put his plan into action.
"I have the outfits for you to wear on your tour. Whenever you're ready to pick them up."
"Thanks, man. I'll come by after lunch today." Max swallowed the rest of his cocoa and dropped the mug to the table with a soft thud. "Ahh, I love this stuff. Hey, I have a suggestion. Since we're both solo this Valentine's Day, what's say we just hang out together? Me and you, Danny. Just two crazy guys." He rotated his arms in a wide circular motion and bounced in his seat.
Daniel went to the kitchen and took a few deep breaths, then returned with a small pot to refill Max's cup.
"Umm, I may have a date for Valentine's Day."
Max's brows shot up. "Say what?"
"Uh-huh, yeah. As a matter of fact, I wanted to ask you for some advice."
"Yeah, I need some ideas on how to nab him. I want to make him my boyfriend instead of just a friend."
Max's expression went blank. The color drained from his face, leaving his usually perfectly pink lips a bland pale shade. He lowered his drink to the table with a thud.
"Uh, yeah. Sure. I guess I can do that for you."
Daniel reached out to tap his friend's hand. "Thanks, Max. You're the best."
"Uh-huh. So who is this guy? Do I know him?"
He gave Max an exaggerated shrug. "I don't know. You might. You know lots of people, being a superstar and all."
"Whatever, man." Max leaned back, wrapping his arms around his chest. "Do I know this guy or not? I don't want you hooking up with some fool just so you can have a date for Valentine's Day."
Max's sharp tone and change in posture gave Daniel pause. During the course of their friendship, he had seen Max go through many emotions, except for the one he wanted to see the most. As he eyed his friend over the small wooden dining room table, Daniel saw something he didn't recognize. Max's ebony eyes flashed wildly. He couldn't help but wonder if those shiny black discs looked the same way when they danced with passion. Max's nostrils flared as his breath filled, and he emptied his lungs quickly. He was angry, for sure, but if Daniel didn't know better, he could have sworn there was jealousy underlining it. The thought almost put a smile on his face. He cleared his throat and averted his eyes.
"He's not a bad guy, Max. We've been friends for a while."
Max turned on him with a scoff. "What does 'a while' mean?" he asked with a raised brow. "We have been friends for almost ten years and—"
Max pressed his lips together into a tight line of defiance. "And— and I know all of your friends," he said, turning away.
"Well, not all of them. I meet a few people now and then. You know, from the fashion shows. And the fittings. You're not into all that, and—"
"Uh-huh. All right, I'll give you that. So what's his name?"
Daniel blinked as his mind went blank. "Reggie," he blurted out.
"What?" Max screeched, palming the table. "Reggie? That jerk that works at the warehouse you get your fabric from?"
"No, no, not him. It's a different Reggie," Daniel retracted swiftly. "You don't know this one."
Max returned to his former position and rolled his eyes. "Uh-huh, and you want my help to snag him? This other Reggie guy?"
"Yeah. I just need a couple of ideas, maybe even a few position ideas that will take him over the edge when I do them. I want something more out of our friendship."
Max's neck turned slowly to land an icy glare that froze Daniel's blood. His voice lowered to a sinister level.
"You're fucking this guy already?"
"No!" Daniel said quickly, shaking his palms in the air. His heart thumped behind his chest at heart-attack rate. "No, nothing like that. Okay, forget the position thing. Just some advice is all I need."
Max's glare became less intense and Daniel released the breath he was holding. He felt dizzy with relief.
Jaxx Steele is out!