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Stupid and dangerous, and he had no idea why Cold was still going.

Jimmy was also weirdly calm about the whole thing, which made Trev think Jimmy must know something about it. Trev had tried a few times to get Jimmy to open up and share some more information, but Jimmy always skillfully shut him down with a sweet smile and a clever remark that totally changed the subject.

Fucker was pretty good at this mob husband thing.

Trev thought of himself more as a mob fuck buddy because he didn’t yet want to put a label on whatever he and Jupiter had together. Yes, the sex was great, but he was very aware that it was much more than that. The unspoken affection hung between them constantly, neither daring to speak of it. Trev’s plan was to simply ignore it until they were standing somewhere with sand between their toes.

Maybe then, it would feel real.

Trev looked up when there was a knock at the door.

He’d been hanging out in Jupiter’s room, enjoying a light cuddle after a vigorous lunchtime tryst, and neither of them had bothered to put on their clothes.

Jupiter was chained, though Mickey had been kind enough to give him more slack so he had a wider range to move around the bed. He grabbed the blankets to cover himself and made a face, muttering, “I wonder who that could be.”

“I dunno.” Trev shrugged, not bothering to move. He called out, “Come in!”

There was a pause and Cold asked, “Are you decent?”

“No.”

Cold sighed.

Trev snorted and slipped under the covers. “Everything is tucked away now!”

Cold opened the door a small crack, as if checking to make sure Trev was telling the truth. He scowled as he walked in, saying dryly, “If you’re available, I’d like to speak with you.” His eyes flicked over Jupiter. “Alone.”

“Right now?” Trev frowned.

“Yes.”

“Yeah, sure. Just give me a second to get dressed.”

“I’ll be waiting.” Cold left just as quickly as he came, shutting the door behind him.

“Huh.” Trev slipped out of bed to find his clothes, his DTF shorts and a lavender hoodie crop top Rowena had given him. “Yeah, not fucking weird at all.”

“What the fuck is that about?” Jupiter frowned.

“No idea.” Trev pulled the hoodie over his head. “I let him borrow those photos yesterday, so maybe he’s returning them?”

“Why not just give them to you?”

“No clue.” Trev leaned over to give Jupiter a kiss. “I guess I’ll find out.”

“Be careful.” Jupiter frowned. “Don’t do anything stupid, okay?”

“Me?” Trev gasped dramatically. “As if.” He smirked as he strolled to the door. “You just wait right there for me, all right? Don’t go anywhere.”

“Ha, very funny.”

“Be right back.”

“I’ll be here, baby doll.”

Trev left the room and closed the door, jumping when Mickey was suddenly right beside him. “God, you creepy fucker.”

Mickey smiled. “Boss Cold’s room is over there.” He nodded his head. “Big double doors. Can’t miss it.”

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