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Fiiiiine

Vinnie

How do you know he’s a sub? What do you know about straight boys?

Kenneth

You’ll just have to wait until you meet him. There’s just something about him…

Ollie

Yeah, the way he looks about two seconds away from dropping to his knees when spoken to in a hard voice

CJ

There is that

Mason

Oh

Kenneth

But we’re still not forcing him!

Ollie

Yeah, yeah

15

Vinnie stayed in Tomas’s arms for a long time, absorbing his warmth and the steady beating of his heart and enjoying the fact that he was there with him, comforting him when he’d been spiraling for the last day.

Finding out Tomas had been released from jail and that he had gone to a Chamber of Commerce meeting instead of coming home to them had been the last straw. It was like once he was sure Tomas was okay, he could let the turmoil of emotions that had been battering at him for nearly twenty-four hours finally overtake.

He learned a long time ago it was a hell of a lot easier to be mad than to be scared.

Everything had gotten even more mixed up inside him when Houston had read the live updates from his sister as she sent her favorite lines and her impressions on how the crowd was taking the speech. As furious as he’d been at Tomas for going there instead of coming home to take care of him and Mason, he’d also been… incredibly proud.

And turned on.

Tomas had stood up in a room full of people and demanded they stop being complicit in allowing the club to be harassed.He’d threatened them where it would hurt them the most—their wallets—and then gave them an ultimatum.

Vinnie hadn’t liked how aroused he’d been, but there it was.

Tomas being a complete badass justdiditfor him. But he’d still been so mad and afraid and worried, and it had all mixed up inside him until it was ready to burst out of him like a shaken can of pop.

And then Tomas had walked into the clubhouse, looking sexy as hell in a damn suit but also exhausted. He’d looked his age for the first time in the weeks Vinnie had known him, and he hadn’t liked it.

Now that Tomas had brought him back down from his mental spiral, his body was starting to respond to their closeness, all of the pent-up energy and emotions he’d been holding on to settling in his dick. Crying had helped release some of it, but he needed another kind of release, something to take the last bite of anxiety out of him and let him relax. Maybe get some sleep.

“Can we go to your house?” he said into the quiet of the office.

Tomas hummed, his fingers flexing against Vinnie’s back. “Of course we can. We could probably both use a nap. I’m guessing you slept about as well as I did last night.”

Vinnie lifted his head and met Tomas’s tired gaze. “We could… but that’s not what I want.”

Recognizing his tone, Tomas’s face shifted, his eyes beginning to heat and a small smirk curling his lips. “Oh yeah? What is it you want, then, gatito?”

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