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Calvin shrugged.  You two ready to go be tourists?
Before Brock could put his hat back on, Calvin touched his hair.
 Getting kinda long, Calvin observed.  I like it, though.
Brock didn t. He knew he should have visited the barber before leaving for New York, and told Calvin as much.
 There s a great salon I go to on Seventy-Second Street. I m sure they ll be able to fit you in. Want me to give them a call?
Brock guessed salons were expensive places, but as he didn t know of anywhere on his own, he swallowed his unease and nodded his
agreement.
 Great, I ll give them a call now. Then we can grab some lunch. Calvin rubbed his hands together, obviously pleased to be able to do
something else for Brock. As if the guy didn t do enough.
Brock was still uneasy, but he was rapidly coming to realize this was Calvin. And part of Brock admitted he liked being taken care of.
The barber s appointment being made for that evening things sure weren t like that in Parish Creek Calvin hustled them out of the office.
In the elevator, Calvin asked Junior,  Shall we go see the Statue of Liberty?
* * * *
 Want an early night? Calvin glanced at Brock as he loosened his tie and tossed it aside.
Brock imagining blowjobs, hand jobs and/or frottage immediately sprang wood, but Calvin s serious expression had him softening a
little.
Calvin ran his hands down Brock s arms.  Let s get undressed and into bed, then we can talk.
 Okay. Brock became edgy. He went totally soft.
In the bedroom the drapes open as usual Calvin snuggled chest-to-chest with Brock, who felt tense.
 Hey, beautiful, it s nothing bad, but&  Calvin kissed him.
Did Calvin want to fuck him? Brock hadn t allowed them to have full anal penetration with Junior s room just across the hallway.
Speaking quietly, Calvin asked,  Have you thought about what sort of work you might want to do if you moved here?
 I figured I could try and get hired by a construction firm in one of the boroughs. Brock wondered where Calvin was going with this.
Calvin put his left arm over Brock s body and pulled him in close.  You won t like what I m about to say, but please hear me out, okay?
 Uh, okay. Brock felt his pulse rate increase.
 I love you. I m so fucking in love with you I want to wrap you up in cotton batting& and protect you from everything& and keep you safe& and
not let anything bad happen to you ever again.
Calvin s powerful words helped to reduce Brock s tension, but he was obviously building up to something big, and&
 But I know I can t do that. You re a man. A strong, proud, capable, independent man who needs to make his own decisions.
Brock sighed. Look where his pride and his capabilities had gotten him. Bankruptcy.
 I want to set up a construction company for you.
 No.
 Brock, Calvin s tone stayed calm.  You promised you d hear me out. Calvin kissed him.  I wouldn t be doing this just for you. It d be for us.
For my family, the men I love.
Brock felt railroaded. This was huge& too much& wrong.
Calvin started to rub Brock s back. Continuing to speak softly to him in the near darkness, he said,  You know I d never do anything to hurt
you or Junior, don t you?
Brock nodded and tried to relax, but it wasn t easy.
Maintaining his soothing tone, Calvin went on,  It would be an investment. An investment in you& your skills. Calvin found Brock s hands
under the sheets and rubbed them with his thumbs.  I know because I ve seen with my own eyes what wonders these hands can do when they
are put to work fixing and building things. Bringing the knuckles to his lips, Calvin kissed them.  I believe in you, John Brockwell. I know you could
make a go of such a company.
Despite himself, Brock smiled. If there was one thing he knew he was good at, it was being a craftsman. But it was still humbling how much
faith Calvin had in his abilities.
 And, too, I m hoping you ll make us both lots of money flipping apartment blocks or whatever you decide to do. You have the skills to make
this sort of thing work, I don t. I can t do this without you. We need each other to make this work.
Feeling overwhelmed, Brock put his arms around Calvin and gave him a squeeze.
Calvin resumed his steady rubbing of Brock s back.  Just think about it. Discuss it with Junior. You don t have to make any decisions yet.
Brock gave his man a long, slow kiss. He hoped the gesture would say everything he couldn t.
 I ve only briefly discussed this with our company lawyer, because, like I said, everything depends on what you and Junior decide to do.
Calvin paused until Brock nodded for him to continue.  He says that if you wanted to set up a construction business here, you d have to have
someone else at the head.
Brock didn t understand. Then it hit him. As a bankrupt, he wouldn t be allowed to own a company. He was grateful to Calvin for not spelling it
out.
 I thought and again this is all totally up to you guys I thought we could maybe set Junior up as the managing director. That way your
company, Calvin started running his hand up and down Brock s arm,  would remain in the Brockwell family.
 He d like that. Brock smiled, unable to believe Calvin was willing to do all this for him for him and Junior.
 Totally up to you of course, Calvin was continuing,  but you might want to start thinking about names.  Brockwell & Son wouldn t work, and
 Brockwell & Father just sounds silly.
Brock smiled again.
 What about Brocks  n Mortar? Despite the gloom, Calvin s eyes twinkled.
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