What?
To say that Gene was surprised would be an understatement.
“You’re not angry with me?”
Ethan was confused.
“Why would I be angry with you? We’re here, and we know Gabe is sadistic. If anyone but us works Corbin’s case, they’ll have the file for everyone he works with to read it. That’s a no-brainer. We work it and pay the price.”
Holy shit.
That really surprised him.
Ethan sounded calm.
“Can I speak to the real Ethan Blackhawk?” he asked. “You know…the sexy one who hatesPhiladelphiaso much he’d gnaw off his own arm to escape that trap?”
He actually laughed.
The visual was amusing.
“Gene, you make me sound feral. Like I have rabies and need to be contained.”
Because he could, and he liked sexually harassing his man, Gene lowered his voice.
“I like you feral—in bed. It’s hot.”
Blackhawk snorted, even as his body reacted to that visual. Oh, well, he liked Gene feral in bed too.
That eased the pain of being here.
They were together.
“You’re a nut, but my nut,” he admitted. “Corbin is our family. Look at the shit he got into without us. We have to stay longer. He can’t be trusted on these cases. He’s a baby detective, and it’s crystal clear that we need to teach him how to be safe.”
Yeah, they really did.
Corbin was a disaster on his own.
“Thank you for not sleep divorcing me because of this,” he stated. “I thought I was humping our couch and not you.”
Now, he laughed.
His man was insane.
“I’ve humped the couch. It’s not that bad,” he joked. “You’re better,” he admitted.
Well, yeah.
And if Gene had anything to say about it, he’d be getting humped as soon as he could score some alone time with his sexy Native.
“And you’re really okay?”
He was honest.
“I mean, I’m not thrilled. I don’t want to be here any longer than I need to be. I want to climb that ladder, but Gabe will just send us back here if we don’t clean it up. He’s a dick,” he admitted.
That.