A friend of mine asked me to write a ficlet with Seth (from my Hearth & Home stories), so here ya go... a little sun god for your reading pleasure this evening. ;)
Robbie closed the front door and carried the bucket of KFC to the kitchen. “Babe, I’m home!”
When no answer came, he headed into their bedroom, but it was empty. Where the hell? He went back into the kitchen and that’s when he glanced out the back door. He stood and watched, mouth practically watering, as a sweat-slick, tanned, and barely dressed sun god lay stretched out on one of the lounge chairs, under the sun. Seth took a slow drag off a cigarette and let the smoke curl out over him just as slowly.
Robbie groaned as Seth lifted a beer to his lips, a droplet of water rolling down what promised to be hot skin. “Jesus…”
Obviously he’d said it a bit louder than he thought. Seth glanced over and smiled. He took another drag off his cigarette before putting it out. Then he crooked his finger, beckoning Robbie out onto the deck with nothing more than a sultry, come-hither look.