Spade (MxM)

Chapter 100

Matteo looked at him for a while, looking into those dark brooding hazel eyes, almost as if he would find the answer to the question that was plaguing his mind at the moment, was Stefano worth trusting even for a second?

He grounded his teeth, before cussing out lowly, he brushed past Stefano and headed for his jacket on the couch, he pulled his phone out and dialed Spade's number, hoping the man picked up.

He noticed Spade had been acting weird lately, he seemed lost and unbalanced.
It was beginning to worry Matteo but the man has refused to talk to him.

He heard the ringing on the phone once before it stopped and he heard shuffling from the other side
"What"? Spade snapped making Matteo to let out a deep breath.

"Where are you Spade"? He asked and he could almost see Spade clenching his jaw or setting his eyes in a hard line.

"I'm at the club, what is it Matteo"? He asked impatiently, Matteo just turned to look at Stefano, who was still looking at him, hands shoved in his pocket and a wide grin covering his face.
He sighed out

"There's something you need to see, I need you over at the penthouse"

The line went dead and he could only hear Spade's low breathing
"I don't have time for games Matteo" he muttered, Matteo could almost feel the dejection in his voice, something was definitely wrong with Spade, and he would find out sooner or later

"It's important, Spade, I wouldn't call you if it wasn't"

"Fine, I'll be there in five" he muttered before Matteo heard the beep sound of the phone, he pulled it away from his ear and looked at Stefano

"This had better be worth it" he grumbled out to the man, and Stefano just smiled and clicked his teeth.

"It sure is Teo" he muttered making Matteo to growl out, he was really beginning to hate that stupid Nickname.

                                ****

Spade sighed out as he got up, picking up his jacket, he turned off the laptop, closed the wine glass encasing and picked up his car keys, he walked out of the office, turning off the lights because he might not return tonight again.

He didn't even know it was that late, if not for the call he received from Matteo, he still would have been in the office, probably burying himself deep in work.

That's what he had been doing lately, ever since Nate openly rejected him, he had been working non stop, pushing himself over the edge everyday.
He couldn't take the rejection, and even worse he still craved Nate so badly.

He hadn't seen Nate since that day he walked out on him at the club, and it had been three days now, Nate's absence was killing him, it was eating him up like the way worms eat up wood.

He could slowly feel his sanity slip away from him, he didn't know if it would be a good idea to show up at Nate's apartment or his office.
He didn't want to push Nate too far, maybe he shouldn't have kissed him again, but he couldn't control himself, he couldn't stop himself from wanting Nate as badly as he did.

He'd never wanted anyone like this, man or woman.
He was used to getting attention from women, so he'd never had to do the chasing, but he was ready to do it for Nate.
He would chase him to the ends of the earth if Nate wanted him to.

But Nate didn't even want him like that, his recent absence from the club was a huge show of exactly how Nate felt.
The young man probably didn't even like men.

He sigh out as he stepped out of the elevator on the penthouse, hoping whatever Matteo had called him for was worth it, he didn't have time to be playing games, not when he had all these in his mind, bothering the hell out of him.