“Well, more good news is that Toni’s on board and she’s driving down tomorrow. Apparently she’s been climbing the walls at home, driving Jack crazy. They’re both really grateful to get her working. She’s bringing her truck with all the equipment we need to take this wall down. So you’ll get to meet her.”
“Probably not,” said Leonard. “I’m going to need to leave early tomorrow morning if I’m going to see my solicitor back in London. I want her on the case as soon as possible.”
“Oh, okay,” said Adrian, his disappointment evident.
“Ade, I need to deal with this,” said Leonard, squeezing Adrian’s upper arm before moving past him. “And anyway, Toni’s going to be here to keep you company. Not only do I need to go and show my face at work, but I need to brief my legal counsel in person.”
“Sure, I understand,” said Adrian, nodding. “But in the meantime, Mr Day, we’ve both got a lot of stripping to do.”
Leonard had been on his way to the stairs, but stopped in the doorway and turned to Adrian. Leaning against the door jamb, he gave Adrian a wink.
“We do? Already? Don’t you think we should get some work done first?”
“Okay, funny man. Where do you think you’re going?”
“To use the john, if that’s okay by you.”
“Fine. But after that, you get your cute arse down here and get working. I’m on the clock, remember? And save the dirty talk for later tonight.”
Leonard had been wondering if Adrian would want him again that night. As Adrian approached him, he couldn’t help the smile of pleasure that lit his face.
“Yeah?”
Adrian leant past him to get the broom he had left in the hallway but brushed the back of his hand against Leonard’s groin. When their eyes drew level, Adrian almost growled.
“Hell, yeah.”
Chapter Fourteen
Freya
Maybe he shouldn’t have voiced anything about them having sex later and certainly should not have brushed his gloved hand against Lenny’s cock, because throughout the afternoon, whether purposely or not, Lenny kept breaking Adrian’s concentration, kept finding ways to make him hot under the collar.
And if he planned to keep on giving Adrian that sly, sultry smile every time their eyes met—he had chosen not to wear his mask or goggles after his call—Adrian was going to have to pull him off his feet and haul him upstairs.
They finished stripping paper from the drawing room—the smaller room on the left just inside the front door—and at each end of the long living room, and now began on the wall housing the fireplace. After Adrian had agreed and marked off the area of kitchen wall to be removed—no point wasting effort doing any work there—he started circling patches where the plaster would need replacing. When clump after clump of powdered plaster came away with the wallpaper on the long wall, he gave up. They would need to replaster the whole side. Their proximity, combined with the smell of Lenny’s body and the occasional, supposedly accidental touching, had Adrian’s cock waking up and taking notice. To put some distance between them, Adrian suggested he start dismantling the chunky and, frankly, ugly built-in cupboard beneath the bay window. At least that way they would not be so physically close. Except, every so often, he looked up to find Lenny gazing at him with a playful bordering salacious grin.
“Seriously?” said Adrian, yanking off his mask. “You keep that up, and I’m dragging your arse upstairs.”
“Promises, promises.”
“I mean it, Lenny.”
“But I’m filthy,” said Lenny, pretending to be shocked, his hands on his hips.
“The look you keep giving me certainly is.”
“What look?”
“That one! Don’t play dumb. Just pack it in. Otherwise we’re never going to manage to get upstairs this weekend.”
“Oh, we will get upstairs at some point. That much I promise you.”
Adrian couldn’t help but laugh.
“Lenny!”
“Okay, okay.” Lenny checked his watch while laughing, but then stopped abruptly. “But it’s four-thirty already. And we’ve made amazing progress. We probably need to shower in an hour and get ready to go out. And I’m not going to be here tomorrow. So I just thought—”
