Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Liv snorted, opening his jeans and sliding them down his legs. “Who? You think Frank would want to kiss your ugly mug when he has a model boyfriend in there? I’m afraid it’s just you and me, but maybe I should get you a ring first?” he asked and swatted Knox’s newly uncovered ass.
Knox glared at him with his jeans and underwear pooled around his boots and a toothbrush in his mouth.
“How do you know I’d accept?” he asked with a bit of toothpaste foam sliding down his chin. “I don’t even know if you’re good in bed.”
Liv wiggled his brows and stepped close. He rested his chin on Knox’s shoulder and looked at his blond scruff up close. “Oh, I’m sure you’ve heard the many legends about how long I can go on for, and how I can make panties disappear?”
Knox shoved him back and spat into the sink. “Don’t get so touchy-feely. Keep the act for out there,” he pointed to the door, “because I don’t even know how long we can pull it off.”
Naked, Liv stepped under the hot rain, and when it dampened his greasy hair and trailed down his chest, it was a bliss he felt unworthy of.
“Oh goddamn, you need to come here,” he muttered, rubbing his face as the shower took away the fatigue of the past few days. “And don’t worry, we’ll just play along. It’s not that hard to act like a couple.”
Knox inched closer, clearly tempted to get under the water but keeping on the outskirts of the hot rain for some inexplicable reason. “Maybe for your gay ass, but I’m fucking struggling here. And what if they’re only nice and told us to shower because they want to have an orgy or something? Like that swinger couple, the Daleys. You wouldn’t be able to tell that they’re freaky just from looking at them.”
Liv’s chest rumbled with laughter and he peeked toward the door. “You think big man there would let us leave our dirty fingerprints on that porcelain doll of a man?” he joked, but when Knox’s mouth remained pressed into a thin line, Liv sobered. “Oh, my God. You’re serious? What the hell, Knox?”
Knox must have lost his patience because he stepped under the shower. He asserted his space by pushing Liv closer to the wall. “What? How would I know what gay guys do?”
Whoa.
“They’re not a different species. Jesus, Knox, I never called you out on it because there was no real reason, but tone down that fucking homophobia, will you? Those people are doing us a favor, so don’t fuck it up!”
Knox’s scowl deepened to the point of appearing cartoonish with the water falling on his head, as if from a storm cloud.
“And since when are you such a gay-lover?”
Liv started soaping up, weirded out by the strange tension the blue fire in Knox’s gaze caused in him. “I was always gay-neutral. Why would I care where someone else sticks his dong?”
When Knox turned to a little shelf to grab shampoo, Liv’s gaze followed the pattern of the nasty bruise that curved on his side and all the way to his back. Unable to help himself, he let his gaze drift lower, to Knox’s lean, dimpled ass.
Knox popped open the bottle and turned back. “Because it’s fucked up.”
Liv stared at him, but when Knox didn’t explain and poured himself a handful of a shampoo with some French name on the bottle, Liv cleared his throat. This needed to be sorted out before they left the bathroom.
“What is?”
Knox looked tense as he rubbed the shampoo into his hair, sending a delicious strawberry and mint scent into the vapor around them. “Don’t act dumb. You know what I mean. You can’t just… fuck another dude.”
Liv gestured toward the bathroom door and whispered. “You think those two sing each other poetry all night? I am pretty sure you can fuck another dude. There’s tons of footage all over the internet too. Maybe you’re one of those people who must see something to believe it?”
Knox stared at him with his hands in the foam on his head. His face flushed, and Liv was pretty sure it wasn’t just from the hot water. “What the fuck are you talking about? You watch gay porn?” He leaned closer for his whisper to be heard, and while Liv was used to touching him, it had been years since they’d stood so close to each other naked. His gaze passed over Knox’s dick before returning to his face.
“I've seen lots of weird porn. And the gay ones have the best anal action,” he added, winking at Knox just to see his face.
Knox's eyes went so wide they looked as though they were about to pop out of his head. He wouldn’t even blink despite the foam dripping down his face. “That’s… weird. Why would you watch that?” he mumbled, more meekly than before.