Lez approached me, his eyes fixed on me. “Mm, I have a feeling this all looks very good under this,” he said. “Care to show me?”
I removed my blazer and laid it on the bed, then started unbuttoning my shirt.
“No, no, you are a very sexy man. Take your time. Don’t rush it.”
Even better. Buy me some time. Give Liam a chance to find a way in.
I followed his order, finally reaching my briefs and stopping there.
“Mm, this is very nice,” he said as he removed his earpiece.
It was radio silence on my end before Kyle and Tara started talking in their lingo, something I assumed they knew from working together but that didn’t make any fucking sense to me.
“Lie on the bed,” Lez directed, and as I did, he set his gun on a side table beside the bed, then removed his own clothes. As he got down to his pants, he said, “You’re shaking. Why are you shaking? Are you nervous?”
“A little bit.”
He pulled down his pants and slid them off. “Don’t be nervous. I’ll set you at ease.”
Liam came over my earpiece: “Ty, I need you to make some sound, something to distract him when I open this door, so he doesn’t hear me come in. Something loud.”
Oh, thank God.
He was close.
I glanced around. What the fuck was I going to do?
As he lowered his face to my crotch, I threw my head back and called out, moaning as loud as I could.
“Oh my,” he said. “You’re very excitable.” As soon as I looked back up, the door was open and Liam was creeping in, closing it quietly behind him.
Lez kissed up my body slowly. When he reached my face, he pulled back, saying, “Aren’t you a cutie?”
Just then, the automatic lock clicked shut again, as it had when we’d first come in. As Lez started to turn, I grabbed his face and forced my lips against his. The potent fragrance of cigars and wine filled my mouth. It was gross, but I did what I had to do. Then I felt a shove, and I fell back as the now limp Lez fell on top of me.
“Did you really have to kiss him?” Liam asked, his words severe.
I glanced around, trying to find my bearings. Liam stood beside the bed, glaring down at me. He seized Lez’s gun from the nightstand, tucking it in his pocket.
“Maybe someone could have been a little bit quicker,” I said, “and less obvious.”
“I would have had him regardless of what you did just then.”
“Well, now isn’t the time to fight.”
“Kids, behave,” I heard Tara say.
Liam picked up Lez’s pants off the floor, took the earpiece from his walkie, and did an incredible impression of Lez as he told the other guys he would be occupied for some time.
Ah, the many talents of Liam McKinney…
