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It wasn’t something he allowed himself to do.

Yeah. That’s what he needed. To go to the club and find a sub to play with. Tie them up. Spank them. And then he would get them off.

Fuck.

Whenwasthe last time he’d come?

“Sure, you don’t,” Alexei drawled. “That’s why you’re wound up tighter than those weird bird clocks.”

Bird clocks?

A cuckoo clock?

Salem opened his mouth, then closed it.

Sometimes he had to learn to pick his battles.

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Picking up an apple, Alexei leaned against the kitchen counter and took a large bite.

Was it wrong to be extremely irritated by the way he ate?

Probably.

“Can you not do that?” Salem asked through gritted teeth.

Alexei raised an eyebrow. “Eat? Kind of necessary if I want to live.”

“Can you not eat while you’re naked while leaning your bare ass against the counter.” Salem moved to the cupboard under the sink and grabbed a cloth and some disinfectant to clean the bench and cupboard.

“You have a lot of rules.”

“Rules are important,” Salem stated as he cleaned. He might as well do the whole bench and kitchen.

“Are they? Personally, I think they’re boring.”

“I don’t know how you managed to become an agent,” Salem told him.

“They needed my mad skills.”

“Or they were just mad for hiring you,” Salem muttered to himself.

“What was that?” Alexei asked.

“Nothing.”

“Really? Because I could have sworn I heard you say they were mad for hiring me.”

“You could hear that, but you never hear me when I tell you that the dishwasher needs emptying?”

“What can I say? I’m nuanced.”

“I don’t think that’s the right word.”

“It is.” Alexei shrugged as he threw the apple core away.

“I’ll order some groceries and see if the agency has someone who can come in and start cleaning next week.”

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