Page 67 of Kiss Me Honey Hone

Aaron folded his arms and his look of bratty contempt was enough for Kenny to eat.

“Luckily for you, no. They’ve agreed it was foolish to post the video under their account. Between you and me—”Kenny zipped his mouth at Aaron,“—They’ve been lookinginto the Howells for a long time. The bullshit we fed the press last year didn’t stand for long. We knew they’d crack it and since then have been sniffing around anywhere to get information on what really happened. They must have stumbled on the Child A stuff from an inside source.”

“Hmm.” Kenny glanced over at Aaron. He stared back, deadpan.

“But we got them to see sense. It’s taken down. They’ll issue an apology. But we can’t stop it from going on a personal account.”

“You can if you arrest him.”

“For what, Kenny?”

“Disturbing the peace. Lying. Contempt. Posting a mediocre if best video. Being aprick.”

Aaron snorted a laugh and Kenny smacked his thigh.

“Sadly, that’s not an arrestable offense, or we’d have half of your university in here. Including your Aaron, who, would you believe it, has gone missing?”

“He’s fine.”

“Is he now?”

“He will be when you stop harassing him for things he hasn’t done.”

Aaron smiled, then sat up, shimmying closer to Kenny, draping his leg over his thigh so he could kiss his shoulder.

“Found a new way to cope with it all, has he?”

Aaron poked his tongue inside his cheek in suggestion, so Kenny shoved him back to the sofa.

“I hope you know what you’re doing.”

“You know me.”

“Yeah, I do. That’s the point. Anyway, thought you’d want to know so you can tell him he can come out of hiding, but my guess is, he doesn’t want to.”

Aaron silently clapped in mock bravo.

“Bye, Kenny.”

“Night, Jack, and thanks. For doing your job and letting me know.” Kenny closed the call, then peered down at Aaron.

“Officer Bellend is growing on me.”

“Detective Inspector Bellend, to you.”

“Why doyouget to call him Jack?”

“Don’t go there.” Kenny leaned down and kissed him.

“Is it in the police code? If they’ve had your dick, you can omit the rank?”

Kenny pinched Aaron’s nipple piercing, pulling it out just enough to give a warning.

“Ow.” Aaron slapped his hand away. “It’s not a torture device.”

“Then behave.” Kenny let go, sat back up. “How do you like your pizza?”

“Like I like my men, extra crispy, extra spicy.” He winked. “And free. With a stuffed crust.” He dipped his toe to Kenny’s belly.

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