Chapter 2Rock bottom.
That’s where I am, Alex thought, as he huddled over a large mug of coffee in his office. Getting drunk in front of his colleagues—in front of Price! Having a quickie with Sean Morgan—again. He had to stop seeing that man. Sean was a union official; he probably had an agenda. Why had he been at the reception last night? Alex vaguely recalled something about him working for Franklin. How many jobs did he have anyway? Alex didn’t care. Sean Morgan was of no interest to him.
He’s of interest to your c**k.
He flashed on a memory briefly, remembering dropping to his knees, eager for another taste of Sean. And he remembered Sean later asking to f**k him. Alex would never allow that. Not with a casual lay like Sean. Maybe one day with a man he trusted. If he ever trusted a
