“Is there or has there been anyone in your life that would want that for you?” Fix asked next.
He couldn't imagine it. Who would ever want someone like Liam to suffer anything? Fix wanted to wrap him in silks and cotton and Bubble Wrap just to make sure he wasn’t the tiniest bit inconvenienced by anything in life.
Liam shifted, cheeks bleeding red. “I don’t have the best relationship with my ex-dad—boyfriends.”
Fix tried not to react. He hoped he remained passive and unmoved by that slip, but his mind was screaming. There was no mistaking the word. Liam had had daddies before. Liam had been someone’s boy. Liam had been hurt by them.
Professional.
You’re a professional, Fix.
“My job also has an…unpredictable clientele.”
Liam caught his gaze and Fix refused to break it.
He had his suspicions about what Liam did for a living. It wasn’t like Liam was hanging around Cane’s ring for no good reason. There were only a certain number of conclusions Fixcould come to for someone as obviously beautiful and out of place in that setting.
He wasn’t about to judge Liam for it.
“Do any of those options fit the criteria?”
“It’s hard to tell.” Liam sighed. “Look, I don’t just escort at Cane’s or wherever else. That’s actually rare for me. I only do that if I need some extra money for something unexpected, or if it’s been a slow month.”
“So what do you do?” Fix asked.
“I’m a camboy.”
The pink dusting his cheeks was too pretty, and Fix had to fight the images that threatened to take him over. Liam taking himself apart. Liam filming it. The fact that Fix could have come across him online at any moment. The fact that others knew what Liam looked like when he was about to come and he didn’t.
He mentally slapped himself and cleared his throat. “So you don’t know the people who watch you?”
Liam shook his head. “I have regulars, of course, but they’re usernames. Only the website I stream through has their payment info.”
“And you don’t reveal any personal information?”
“I’m not stupid. That’s like camboy 101.”
Fix nodded, feeling all out of sorts.
“Any weird comments from any of them?” Fix asked, trying to force himself not to think of Liam’s streams. “Anything that might have seemed normal at the time but stands out now?”
Liam worried his bottom lip between his teeth.
“People say all kinds of things to me,” he said. “Some of it I don’t like but…I think it’s just part of the job.”
“Maybe.” Fix tried not to imagine what people were saying to Liam. “Probably.”
“Do you think someone who watches my streams is cursing me?”
Fix sighed. “It’s a possibility.”
“But that means they…they know where I live,” Liam said, eyes wide and body tensing. “Right?”
“Not necessarily. Nuisance curses can be cast long distance.” Fix opted to keep the fact that it was very rare to himself. “I just want to cover all angles. I want to do my job the best I can and help you. That means thinking of every possible option. And a lot of those options will be completely wrong.”
“I received a gift today from an unknown sender,” Liam said, voice bordering on hysterical. He hadn’t heard a word Fix said.
“A gift?”
