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Harrison’s first instinct was to get in his car and drive to the city right there and then. But he knew that he’d had way too much to drink to even contemplate such a thing.

‘I don’t suppose you can drive?’ Harrison said, looking at Lars.

‘Sorry, Harrison, I’m strictly two wheels,’ Lars replied sadly.

Then it hit Harrison. Zane had a private driver who was available 24/7. As long as Zane wasn’t being driven somewhere for a late-night booty call, then that could be the answer.

One quick call later and not only was the driver heading over to Harrison’s house, but Zane was coming too. All three of them would go to the city. There was no telling exactly what Tucker was up to, and it may well have been the case that Harrison, Zane or Lars could hold the key to sorting this mess out.

The one thing that Harrison was certain of was that something had to be done and there wasn’t a single second to waste. Harrison was determined to get his boy back and vanquish Tucker from Sammy’s life for good.

‘I just hope we’re there in time,’ Harrison said as he stood outside with Lars as they waited for the car to arrive.

‘You’re his Daddy, you’ll make it right,’ Lars replied. ‘I just know you will.’

Harrison nodded. But beneath his stoic exterior, his heart was racing. They had identified the problem, but solving it was a whole other matter.

Harrison wasn’t able to dwell on things for too much longer as he heard the sound of Zane’s car coming around the corner and parking up in front of his house.

‘New York City, here we come,’ Harrison said, his voice strong and determined. ‘It’s time to write some wrongs and get my boy back where he belongs – in my arms.’

Chapter 21

SAMMY

Sammy had not enjoyed what little sleep he had managed to get. The fact that his alarm had gone off at five AM did little to cheer him up. Apparently, Tucker had arranged an extra-long day of filming, and it was going to be the beginning of at least one whole week of early morning starts.

I don’t know how much longer I can do this.

Maybe I should just run away?

From Tucker… from the city… from everything.

Sammy finished off brushing his teeth and gave his face a splash of water to try and wake himself up a little bit better. The apartment was cold and even in his clothes from the night before, Sammy still felt the chill running over his body.

‘Maybe a shower will at least warm me up,’ Sammy said, looking over to Zozo who was sitting patiently on the bathroom chair. ‘That’s if the hot water is still working!’

Fortunately, the shower still worked and the water was nice and hot. It was good that at least one thing was working out in Sammy’s favor, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that his life was absolutely not okay as it was currently proceeding.

Sammy wanted to be having fun.

Whether that fun was hanging out in The Cuddle Corner, coloring and playing with Lars, or having wholesome times with Harrison… all Sammy knew was that these things were sadly absent from his life currently, and he didn’t really see how that was going to change as things stood.

After cleaning his body with soap, Sammy hopped out of the shower and very briskly dried himself off using his large, fluffy towel. So as to avoid getting all cold again, Sammy quickly hustled to his wardrobe and put on a thermal t-shirt and his thermal briefs too. The t-shirt and briefs were a bright red set and Sammy knew just how cute he looked…

‘I wish Daddy was here to see me,’ Sammy sighed. ‘Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be…’

Sammy felt glum.

Despite the fact that his time as Harrison’s special Little had been relatively brief, to Sammy it was already feeling like a long-lost golden era. Sammy had been able to do everything he loved to do…

Cooking.

Coloring and playing.

Even indulging in his special kinks!

But the prospect of that happening again felt like it was getting lesser by the second. Each new video or silly promotional trick that Tucker was forcing him to do made Sammy feel less connected with the passions in his life.