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Knox must have lost his patience because he stepped under the shower. He asserted his space by pushing Liv closer to the wall. “What? How would I know what gay guys do?”
Whoa.
“They’re not a different species. Jesus, Knox, I never called you out on it because there was no real reason, but tone down that fucking homophobia, will you? Those people are doing us a favor, so don’t fuck it up!”
Knox’s scowl deepened to the point of appearing cartoonish with the water falling on his head, as if from a storm cloud.
“And since when are you such a gay-lover?”
Liv started soaping up, weirded out by the strange tension the blue fire in Knox’s gaze caused in him. “I was always gay-neutral. Why would I care where someone else sticks his dong?”
When Knox turned to a little shelf to grab shampoo, Liv’s gaze followed the pattern of the nasty bruise that curved on his side and all the way to his back. Unable to help himself, he let his gaze drift lower, to Knox’s lean, dimpled ass.
Knox popped open the bottle and turned back. “Because it’s fucked up.”
Liv stared at him, but when Knox didn’t explain and poured himself a handful of a shampoo with some French name on the bottle, Liv cleared his throat. This needed to be sorted out before they left the bathroom.
“What is?”
Knox looked tense as he rubbed the shampoo into his hair, sending a delicious strawberry and mint scent into the vapor around them. “Don’t act dumb. You know what I mean. You can’t just… fuck another dude.”
Liv gestured toward the bathroom door and whispered. “You think those two sing each other poetry all night? I am pretty sure youcanfuck another dude. There’s tons of footage all over the internet too. Maybe you’re one of those people who must see something to believe it?”
Knox stared at him with his hands in the foam on his head. His face flushed, and Liv was pretty sure it wasn’t just from the hot water. “What the fuck are you talking about? You watch gay porn?” He leaned closer for his whisper to be heard, and while Liv was used to touching him, it had been years since they’d stood so close to each other naked. His gaze passed over Knox’s dick before returning to his face.
“I've seen lots of weird porn. And the gay ones have the best anal action,” he added, winking at Knox just to see his face.
Knox's eyes went so wide they looked as though they were about to pop out of his head. He wouldn’t even blink despite the foam dripping down his face. “That’s… weird. Why would you watch that?” he mumbled, more meekly than before.
Itwasa bit weird, which was why Liv never shared that tidbit with people, but he wasn’t ashamed of it, just worried it might chase away the girls. “It’s two bodies. Same skin. Same hole,” he added with a grin and stepped back when Knox tried to push him.
Knox rubbed his forehead, staring into space, shell shocked. “I… guess. If you wanted to get good at anal then it probably made sense to watch the pros…”
Liv licked his lips, taking in the deep flush creeping to the apples of Knox’s cheeks. He reached forward and grabbedhis scruffy chin. “Oh man, you look so adorable when you’re nervous!”
And the pout he made at that was even cuter. Like an annoyed Golden Retriever that was about to start barking. “I’m notnervous, you ass. Just trying to make sense of your perversion.” As if to make his point, he twisted Liv’s nipple, making him squirm and bite his tongue. Which created the perfect opportunity for more teasing.
“Ah! Oh, harder,” Liv mumbled, rolling his eyes back with the commitment of an actor delivering his award-winning performance.
Knox let go of him with so much dread Liv had to bite his fist to stifle laughter, but when Knox slipped on the soapy suds under their feet and fell to his ass, Liv laughed out loud.
“It’s not funny, dickface!” Knox grabbed a beige loofah and threw it at Liv, but it was so light it bounced right off.
Liv grabbed onto the place it hit and scowled. “Domestic violence!”
“Are you kidding me, Frank?” came from the other side of the door, making both Knox and Liv freeze. “You literally met them today, they’re wanted in connection to a disappearance, and you want to let them sleep in our home? In the home whereIsleep?”
Chapter 8
Knox
Knox’s ice blue eyesdrifted to Liv’s face, and they both stepped toward the door, pressing their ears to the wood when Frank grumbled.
“I’ll be with you in bed all n—”
“No. And we’re not barricading our door either. I don’t want those strangers sleeping here. Is there no other solution?”
Knox bit his lip, giving Liv an uncertain glance that spoke volumes. Sure, they were warm and clean now, but they had nowhere to go, and barely any money left. Liv didn’t even have another protein bar because he’d lied about there being two earlier.
