August garcon

“Well lucky for you I have something in mind: beautiful Victorian property, amazing view of Lake Michigan, fully renovated, five bedroom, five bathroom, a study, a pool. There’s a pool house with three bedroom, and two bathroom. And my personal favorite thing a dock.” He said smiling. If only Austin could afford it, it’s his dream home. “A little outside the city but completely worth it if you’re looking for a getaway home.” He quickly found the property on his computer and turned his monitor to show his client. “Something like this?”  

Austin had meant all kind of people. It wouldn’t be the first time he dealt with a celebrity but it was the first time dealing with someone he actually heard of and enjoyed watching. When he saw the same, he thought he was dealing with just another August Garcon, not the August Garcon. “Please just Austin. “ He replied with a smile. “Sarah two waters please.” He said as he spoke into the mini com on his desk. “So you’re looking for another property. Tell what did you have in mind? New home, vacation home, guest house?” He smiled brightly. 

August was well aware of that facial expression when people recognized him, but the man seemed very cool and collective about it, which was rare. Since the first question people ask him is. Can I have an autograph...something like that.  ‘’ ‘’ Ok, Austin.’’ Gus smiled.  August's eyes danced around the room, taking in every aspect of what the room had to offer and display.  August looked right back at the man and nodded, ‘’ I am,  not really sure yet, It’s been getaway home and guest house possibly.’’

Austin stared at his own reflection, ensuring he looked perfect. He adjusted his tie, even the slightly thing bothered him. Once he was sure he was perfect, Austin smiled. Also checking to see if he had anything in his teeth. Once he was good, Austin walked outside his office to greet his next client. “Hi, Austin Copeland, pleased to meet.” He extended his hand then motion to his office. Once inside Austin took off his blazer and neatly hung it. “Care for something to drink?” The realtor asked. 

August took a deep exhale as he looked down at his watch. Damn, he just came here just in time, he was about to be late but thankfully his driver was willing to run a few non-dangerous red lights for him to be here, oh how he hates Chicago traffic.  Gus looked up as the door swung open he quickly got onto his feet and walked up to the man. ‘’ Nice meet you Mr. Copland, August Garcon.’’ he smiled and firmly shook the other’s hand. 

August walked inside the man’s office, ‘’ Uh water is fine.’’ 

Using money he’d saved from his bar and his below-board side dealings to buy a significant share in the local bathhouse was one of the best decisions Brett had ever made. Becoming a part-owner came with many perks. Not only did he have unlimited access to the place, but the revenue it brought in on a monthly basis was almost triple that of his dive bar. He had made only one concession when he moved to become an owner: That his criminal past was to be left just there, in the past. Whether he would honor that agreement in the long term remained to be seen, but for the time being he was happy to oblige. Relaxing in one of the hot tubs, naked, he was carrying on conversations with some of the patrons. 

“Honestly, you would be surprised how much it cost to get a piece of this place. We’re talking ‘making an offer they can’t refuse’ type money. But so far it’s been worth it.” 

‘‘ Then how much was it? Can’t be more than what people pay in new york city.’‘ August chuckles, he was teasing of course. It probably did cost more than what people pay for rent for a one-bedroom apartment in Harlem.  ‘‘ Well, the place looks good, proud of ya man.’‘ 

bright orbs didn’t hesitate as they flickered down to take in the sight of the other in all his glory, “maybe everything happens for a reason.” tone a hint suggestive as he gave a raise of his brows and shrug of his shoulders.

‘‘ Uh yeah, maybe they do,’‘ August stated as he looked down at the rays of sun rays pouring through the small windows down at the man combine with the orbs of light up above shining down on both of them, causing Gus chest to glisten even more. ‘‘ Do you mind if I come in? Not sure if you want your privacy or not.’‘

He watched as August came to stop in front of him, he licked his lips as he finished stretching, just looking over the other man in front of him. He nodded, “Well then lets do it. Let me get your number and we can plan a time for you to train me up. Teach me how to fight correctly.” He said as he listened to the other talk about being a bloody mess, “I once broke my nose playing ball, but the injuries I got are more…Here.” He said as he waved at his ribs, having had a few broken ribs in his lifetime, “My phone is back in the locker room, you want to let me go grab it we can exchange numbers.” 

August looked at the sweaty man that was standing in front of him, stretching until he dropped his arms.  ‘’ Yeah let's do that.’’ He stated and he glanced down at the man’s ribs, and grimace. ‘’ Damn I’ve had a few broken ribs but when you are in a field like I am, I guess that’s expected.’’He chuckled. ‘’ But a broken nose isn’t fun either, sorry that happened to you.’’ He stated, showing both of sympathy. ‘’ Yeah that's fine, mine is too.’’

he’d broken into the hot tub, despite the fact that he didn’t live in the apartment complex. one of his clients lived there and tommy thought he might as well reap the benefits. “you gonna join me?” tommy questioned when he thought he heard somebody, wearing absolutely nothing as he soaked himself.

The door flew open as August walked inside, with his white towel around his waist. Gus's footsteps stopped and paused as he realized he was in the wrong room. ‘’ Ah, shit...I think I stepped into the wrong room.’‘ He meant to go to his apartment complex steam room but...seems like he keeps getting lost even though he moved here a few months ago. 

Calvin had been out with a friend when they got caught in the rain, both of them getting soaked through, so invited them back to his place to dry off. “So uh, your clothes have just come out of the dryer, if you want to be wearing more than your underwear and an old dressing gown”

August stood there awkwardly dressed just in his underwear and dressing gown. Gus looked down at himself before he looked up at Calvin. ‘’ I wouldn’t mind more clothes.’’ he chuckled 

“Mostly, yes. I haven’t seen you since my birthday.” He thought for a moment, if there’d been another occasion. If there had, he didn’t remember. The time at his party, was the one that stood out the most in his mind. “Yeah, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that I’m here, now. So, you gonna invite me in?” 

“Alright. I’ll make sure to send the Carolers to your place next week.” Isaac chuckled, softly. He was joking, leaning against the frame of door with a smile. “Oh, really. I think you should make some time for me. That’s why I’m here.” He nodded. “I’ve been… around.” He shrugged lazily. 

Isaac let out a chuckle. “Would you feel better if it was December?” He asked rhetorically. Isaac had been very buzzed the first time, he had met August. The details were a bit sketchy, but he remembered the man perfectly. “How’ve you been August?” He smiled. 

‘‘ I mean sure.’‘  August was a little tipsy as well when they met the first and second time but he usually does that every time he goes to social events...he’s not much of a party-goer like people think he is. ‘‘ I’ve been good, just busy traveling and training. What about you?’‘ 

Finishing off his final set, he stood and sort of half grunted. He hadn’t gone for maxes or heavy weight, but it still left a slight burn in his arms. Moving to his feet, he kind of bounced in place for a moment, “Appreciate the spotting, for sure.” He said as he looked over the man next to him, “You mean it though? You’d show me some fighting stuff? I always wanted to learn, honestly. I just never got around to it. Maybe we can set something up, I’d love to do it.” He was grinning at the other man, stretching some as he talked, he still had to hit the upper chest stuff before he left for the day, but the company was good and well, damn attractive so that was a huge plus. He smiled at him, “And I have had more than my fair share of bruises in my time. A three hundred pound lineman slamming you to the ground can do that…” 

August was actually impressed,  it is very rare to see a fellow athlete like himself working out,  plus the guy was good looking so there’s another element to that as well.  Soon as Oliver jumped back up, he walked around and stood in front of him. ‘’ No problem man, Anytime.’’ He’d assured him.  ‘’ Of course, I mean it I’d love to show you the ropes.  Just tell me when we can do it’’  August grinned at him.  August snorted ‘’ Who you tell, bloody noses, and bruises are like a daily routine on my face.’’ 

He shook his head with a smirk, moving to stand, stretching his arms out before him as he got more comfortable, making sure his muscles weren’t tight and kept them warm. He took a slow breath before moving back to position himself for his final set at this weight, licking his lips before adding on, “I mean I have never been in a fight outside of like a bar fight and just kids punching each other out at the farm.” He said as he began lifting again, pressing himself to finish the last set, “Alright Mr. Undefeated. Maybe you can show me some moves sometime, keep me from getting my ass kicked when I piss the wrong guy off.” He chuckled as he lifted, taking sharp breaths as he pumped it out. He shook his head, “I don’t know if I am at the level to spar with an undefeated MMA fighter. I have the muscle, not exactly the skills.”

August stood there behind the bench as he continues to stretch his arms out,  making sure their pump for another set.  He was surprised he was doing these sets back to back, Gus was impressed plus his breathing technique was impressive as well. ‘’ Oh gotcha, well we all start somewhere.’’  Gus grinned, teasing of course. August watched him lift, seeing his arms and bulge each time he lifted.  August snickered and smirked, ‘’ Yeah I would love to show you some moves. Yeah, we certainly can’t have people causing blackeyes on that face of yours.’’ He said watching him lower the weight then brought it back up.  ‘’ Nah I’ll go easy on you, and you certainly do have the muscle. It just takes time to gain a little bit of skill...can’t be too hard you already took time to get the muscles for it. It’s a similar process, just practice.’’

Oliver listened as the other described his fighting style, he had to admit he was fairly impressed, “I took a bit of kenpo growing up, but my fighting style could probably be more accurately described as bar room scrapper.” He chuckled as he moved back to the sitting position, wiping his brow slightly, he smiled brightly over at August, “You any good? I mean, I’ve seen you on a poster I think, but I don’t know your record at all. Sorry if that’s an odd question, but I can tell you right now I was good enough to go pro, not good enough to be like…all star team for sure.”  He kept his body stretched, constantly moving in some fashion as he pulled his arms over his head, never letting his muscles fully rest so he stayed loose and ready for his next set. 

‘‘ Oh really? that’s good. I believe everyone should at least try a defense class.  It helps a lot in more ways than you might think.’‘ august added and chuckled. ‘‘ Bar room scapper...what do you mean?” August asks. Gus watched as Oliver took a breather, watching his chest rising and falling.  ‘‘ Me any good? I’m like one of the best in the game, actually, I’m currently undefeated.’‘ August informs. ‘‘ And nah it’s all good, not an odd question at all.’‘ He assured him. ‘’ Really? Well, maybe we could spar one day.’’ August asks, now he was intrigued by others skills now.