Page 73 of Billion Dollar Love: Manlove Edition

“I thought at one point you were gonna get your cocks out to compare sizes.”

“Mine would’ve poked your eye out behind the bar.”

Jett tipped his head back laughing. It made Aaron smile so much his face ached.

“Then I would’ve used mine as a lance and knocked Marlon off his stool.”

Jett hugged his arms around his stomach, laughing harder. “Stop it, stop it.”

“I told you, I’m a bad person.”

“You’re a good boss.”

Aaron pursed his lips. He had to agree with that. He always gave the people that worked for him a fair chance, a good cut of the profits, but then he thought of Jett. Three years and he’d never told him he’d done a good job.

“Most of the time.”

“You’ve always been good to me.”

“Well that’s not true.”

Jett frowned, searching Aaron’s eyes for an explanation.

“I overlooked you and what you do for this club, what you do for me. You are amazing, Jett, and I’m so happy to have you here, have you running my club, have you in my life.”

“You’ve said it now, and that’s all that matters.” Jett smiled.

“You are too nice, you know that. Have you ever done anything bad?”

Jett licked his lips. “Yeah.”

“What?”

Aaron’s gaze dropped to Jett’s lips. He couldn’t help himself. His heart was satisfied after Jett’s smiles, but his cock wasn’t. The lust was bubbling to the surface again, especially when he thought of Jett being bad.

“I kept a library book once.”

Aaron burst out laughing.

“What?” Jett said, laughing, too. “It was a big deal for me. I forgot I had it, felt really guilty about it.”

“You’re cute, so bloody cute. That’s it, that’s the worst thing you’ve done?”

“I may’ve drunk a bottle from behind the bar.”

Aaron opened his mouth in mock shock. “Seriously?”

“I wasn’t sure whether I’d paid for it, so I put double in the till for it the next day.”

“Come on … that all you got?”

Jett looked up, tracked the ceiling with his eyes, then turned his attention back to Aaron.

“Okay, I’ve got one.”

“Let’s hear it.”

Jett bit his lip. “I pretend I’m into this movie star, all to get him to come to the club. I’ve even said I’ll go home with him tonight, just so he’d come along, give us more publicity. I’m gonna sleep with him, not for money, but to get a good review from the nicest guy in Hollywood.”

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