8. Chase

It was just after four a.m. when there was a gentle rap at his door. Chase had been waiting for all the activity in the chateau to quiet down so that he could go exploring and check out the place on his own. But it appeared that at La Maison, the wicked never rested. Finally, about an hour ago, he had given up hope of ever sneaking out of his room and decided to head to bed. He had just managed to fall asleep when he heard someone knocking on his door.

Half-asleep, he hopped out of bed, glancing at the time before making his way across the cold wooden floor. He rubbed his eyes one last time, then pulled open the door, half expecting it to be some drunk asshole lost or playing games.

"Oh!" a startled Levi gasped, his intoxicating violet eyes immediately dropping. "Shit. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"No, it's fine," Chase began to say, wondering what the young man was staring at. He looked down and noticed the pole jetting out from his boxer briefs. "Oh! Shit! Sorry," Chase cried, quickly placing one hand in front of his massive boner while balancing the door with his other.

Levi smirked. "It's fine. Just wasn't expecting a hello from the big guy so soon." A chuckle escaped Levi's lips as he pressed his hand against the door.

Chase couldn't help but smile. The boy had a fun sense of humor. Plus, he always welcomed any opportunity to see Levi again.

"Umm, is there something I can help you with?" Chase finally asked, realizing that he was staring at the man like a creep.

Holding up a plate of chocolate chip cookies, his cheeks blushed. "After I dance, I always get the munchies, so I decided to bake some cookies tonight. I thought I would bring you some before the other guys eat them all."

Chase looked down at the freshly baked cookies and felt his chest expand. This was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for him. Levi, a man he had just met, baked something and decided to share it with him. There was no reason for him to even have a second thought about Chase. But here he was, standing in front of him at four in the morning, bringing him a gift.

"Wow, these smell amazing," Chase said, eyes gleaming with delight. "Why don't you come in, and we can have a few together?"

Levi's mouth fell open. He looked caught off guard.

"Oh, well, I didn't think you would want to eat them this close to bed. I figured you would just have some when you woke up." His face looked strained and unsure.

A playful smile cut across Chase's face. The boy was cute when he was nervous.

"Hate to tell you, but the second I close this door, these cookies don't stand a chance." He took a step back and nodded toward his room. "Come on in and save me from eating the whole plate."

Letting out a chuckle, the boy stepped into his room. "Well, how can I say no when a handsome man invites me into his bedroom in nothing but his underwear."

Remembering he was almost naked, he glanced down at his briefs and was thankful to see that his hard-on had decided to go back to sleep.

"Sorry, give me a sec to throw on some shorts." He started walking toward the closet, then remembered that Matteo had only given him a limited amount of clothing, and none of it included loose-fitting shorts.

Taking a seat on the couch, Levi folded his legs under his butt and placed the plate in his lap. "Oh, please. I've seen your hard-on and felt your dick pressed against my ass. I know what you're packing. There's no need to be modest. Sit and enjoy the cookies."

The boy had a point.

Changing directions, Chase joined Levi on the couch and reached for a cookie.

"So, do you always bring guests freshly baked cookies on their first night here?" Chase asked, taking a bite and almost shooting his load. Damn, these cookies are amazing!

Levi blushed again and looked up at him through heavy lashes. "I was hungry… and I thought you might like a few."

The bashfulness on Levi's face was adorable. Long gone was the confident, explosive Vixen who had brought men to their knees as he danced and given him one of the sexiest lap dances of his life. Now, before him, sat a boy, shy and vulnerable, wanting nothing more than to share his cookies with the scary-looking tattooed bloke sitting across from him.

Reaching for another cookie, Chase let his hand graze the surface of Levi's exposed thigh. He watched as goosebumps surfaced where their skin connected.

"These cookies are amazing, by the way. Have you always been into baking?"

Levi shook his head as he took a bite of a cookie. "Cookies are the only thing I'm capable of making. Pierre is trying to teach me to cook when he has time, but it's hard given our busy schedules." Bringing his cookie to his lips once more, he took a bite and stared at it. "Plus, Matteo's nervous that I'll burn down the place, so he limits the amount of time I'm allowed in the kitchen."

Chase couldn't help but laugh at his last comment.

"A menace in the kitchen, are ya?"

"I'll be the first to admit that my skills do not involve a kitchen. But as long as I'm with Pierre, everyone is safe in the mansion."

Seeing this playful side of Levi was refreshing. Not only was the man sexy as sin, but he was also sweet, funny, and seemed to care about the people around him. He hoped that he would get the opportunity to get to know more of this fascinating creature sitting before him.

An hour later, they had polished off the plate of cookies and were still laughing on the couch. Talking with Levi was so relaxing and easy. Chase had never felt so comfortable sitting around and chatting with someone, especially in his underwear.

Levi placed his hand in front of his mouth and tried to cover the yawn that escaped him.

"I guess it's time for me to get back to my room and get some sleep. Sorry again for waking you," Levi said as he walked toward the door carrying the empty plate.

"Being woken up by a cute guy carrying a plate of cookies is every guy's greatest fantasy," Chase joked as they reached the door.

Another gorgeous smile spread across Levi's face.

"You're not like the other guys who visit this place. There's something very sweet about you," Levi said as he leaned in to kiss Chase's cheek.

Chase couldn't help but smile. He had been called many things over the years, but sweet was not one of them.

"Thanks again for sharing your cookies. You've now ruined store-bought cookies for me forever."

They both chuckled.

"Night, handsome."

"Night, sexy."

And with that final goodbye, Chase closed the door and breathed in. He could still smell the wonderous scent of Levi's skin cream. Fuck, he wanted to mount that boy and ram into him all night long.

He felt his dick plump up at that thought.