Jake snorted, shaking his head. “This is not a free live porn show just for you, or the naughty gay version of the Hallmark channel. Leave him alone.”
Andrew started to sulk. “But—”
Jake shook his head. “No buts. Leave him alone. If he wants to blow off a hot guy just because he’s scared the sexy, clearly curious guy who works with half-naked male lingerie models all day won’t like his panties, that’s his decision.”
I snorted. “Asshole.”
“Yup.” Jake nodded, giving me a wicked grin. “But this asshole gets to go home with a horny lover who’s been fantasizing about all kinds of dirty shit for the past hour and you, my friend, are probably going to end up with that right hand because you don’t want to take a chance.”
Low blow—but he was right.
As Jake walked to the other end of the bar, barking at people to calm down, Andrew laughed. “He’s right. I love coming on nights Rand works. Best free porn ever.”
Shaking my head, I leaned back and watched Reece. Was he over there thinking the same thing? As much as I wanted to ask, I couldn’t. He was my roommate. I didn’t want him to think that he’d get tossed out if things didn’t work out between us, but I didn’t want to live with him if he was attracted to me but couldn't handle the domination.
Rock, meet hard place. It’s horny and attracted to someone it probably can’t have.
****
When Andrew started giggling, I should’ve known something was up. In my defense, he was hunched over his phone texting someone, so that wasn’t a strange enough sight to raise my suspicions. When Eli started laughing across the room, however, that was enough to make me curious.
“What are you doing?”
Andrew gave me a quick “Nothing.”
Right. “I wasn’t born yesterday.”
Andrew snorted and started to say something, but then started laughing and nodding. Texting furiously and doing something with some kind of drawing app, he took a few seconds before he responded. “You're blind enough you could’ve been.”
“Ass.”
“That’smynickname, sweet cheeks. What’d he do?” Jake finally made his way back over and leaned against the bar. Rand and his master were back from their fun, with Rand having just enough of a sleepy, tousled look that everyone knew what they’d been up to. The customers were having a wonderful time ribbing him about it, but they were still keeping Jake hopping.
“I don’t know, but he’s up to something.” Leaning over, I tried to see what he was doing, but he moved the phone out of my sight as Eli started laughing again.
Jake just leaned over and grabbed it from Andrew’s hand. Andrew started sputtering and whining, but he didn’t protest too loudly. He mostly was trying not to laugh as Jake started skimming back through the messages. Jake finally snorted and looked up at Andrew. “Does Reece know what you two jokers are doing?”
Andrew finally stopped giggling and sighed. “Not exactly, but Eli started it.”
“Andrew.” Jake growled the word out.
Andrew just blinked at him innocently. “But it’s funny, right?”
Jake shook his head, but his eyes were dancing. “Houston’s going to kill you, and I might let him.”
What the fuck had he done?
“What? Why would Reece be involved? What the fuck is going on?” When I didn’t get an answer right away, I stood up. I was too old for this shit. As I pushed away from the bar, Andrew reached out to grab my arm.
“Don’t go. I’m sorry.” He seemed slightly contrite, but I wasn’t buying it.
“Not going to ask again. My patience for this is shot.” I’d been the butt of enough jokes to recognize when I wasn’t going to like what would happen next.
Jake gave Andrew an I-told-you-so look and handed the phone over to me. “Scroll through.”
The first part didn’t make sense, some kind of picture attachment that he’d received in a text. I looked at the top of the screen and saw it was from Eli. Refusing to glance across the room, I scrolled up to see what it was.
Check yes or no?