Page 86 of Gunner

Ben moved forward, planting both hands on my chest. He slowly ran them over my pecs, tracing his nails over the hard muscles.

“Does this mean a threesome?”

Ben tensed. Like me, he seemed to have forgotten Candace was still here. Would the interruption bring him to his senses?

Ben lowered one hand and took my erection in his palm. “Did you fuck her before I came?”

Had I touched Candace, the fierce look in Ben’s eyes would have made me lie. “No,” I said with raw honesty. “It didn’t even cross my mind. I was too pissed off at you.”

“Get rid of her,” Ben said.

Candace pouted. “I was here first.”

Ben frowned. “Get rid of her, Gunner, or you’ll never touch me again.”

“As in…permanently?”

“Yeah.”

Candace stumbled away from us. “I didn’t do anything! I’m just here to clean. That’s all.”

She grabbed a bag from the floor and fled through the door.

“Do you really want me to off her?” I asked.

“She knows too much. If she mentions what we talked about today to anyone, I’m done for.”

Shit.

Candace was harmless, but she had a mouth that kept no secrets.

“I’ll do it,” I said.

“Seriously?”

“It’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“I was kidding.” He stepped back and ran his fingers through his hair. “Jesus, Gunner, you’re so damn intense. Would you really kill her?”

“I wouldn’t want to, but if you asked, yes. I know you didn’t mean it.”

“How?”

“Because you’re Ben, and you’d rather be dragged down than not do the right thing.”

He chuckled softly, then shook his head. “Is that why you’re attracted to me?”

“Honestly? It’s a part of it. I feel you’re an open and honest man. That if you fuck with me, there won’t ever be anyone else but me.”

He inhaled sharply. “And that’s important to you?”

“More than you could ever know.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?” I crossed my arms. He was playing twenty questions when all I wanted to do was get him out of that uniform and fuck him.

“You admitted you fuck around a lot.”

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