“Very happy. I’m pretty sure I love you too.”
He leans back and looks up at me, those beautiful blues shining like crystals under the soft lighting from the ceiling.
“Pretty sure?”
“Well, I only want you with me, I want to fuck you daily, I want to tattoo my name on your ass to claim you and I’d kill and mutilate anyone who looked at you, so yeah, maybe that’s love.”
“Careful Ivan, I may get used to this romantic side of you,” Tyler chuckles, and kisses me with nothing but loyalty and affection.
Huh, maybe this is what love is. But one thing I do know is that I’ve finally broken that spirit which would’ve kept us apart.
37
IVAN
“I don’t like it when you work there,” Tyler complains as he watches me get dressed. Lev wants me to cover Desire this afternoon, as we have a delivery arriving and he can’t make it. Little did I know this would cause problems. A new thing I have learned about Ty since he moved in, is that he is jealous. Very, very jealous. I very rarely need to be at the club, and since Ty has been around, I have only been there when it is required.
“Tyler. I’m gay. Those dancers do nothing for me, you know this.”
“But they like you, that's the problem.”
I do up the zip on my pants and put my belt on and look at him sulking on the bed.
“How do you know they like me? You’ve never been to the club.”
“Aaron told me.”
“Of course he did.”
He sighs dramatically and it does a lot for my inflated ego.
“Come with me. It’s a weekend, you’re not busy. You can enjoy the show and see for yourself what it’s like there.”
“And have it paraded in my face.”
“Tyler…I like MEN. M.E.N. I like cock.”
“I know!”
“Anyway, shouldn't I be the worried one? You’re the one who’s bi.”
“I only like you. But wouldn’t it upset you? Me watching naked women dance?”
“No. Because they know they would be dead if they even looked at you like that. And you know that I would punish you to within an inch of your life, sweetheart.”
And I fucking mean it. I’m possessive of Tyler, but have no need to be jealous as I know I can take care of the problem.
“Okay, I’ll come. Just for an hour. Will any of the others be there?”
“Simon.”
“Great. The chatty happy one of the bunch.”
“He’s always been like that. Just ignore him. He’ll be spending most of the time watching the door waiting for Carlos anyway.”
“I heard Jules talking to Kai about that. I haven’t met Carlos yet.”
“He’s a nice enough guy.”