“As promising as the idea of gourmet bacon is, I wasn’t lying—I’ve got to go.” Jayne took a hesitant step forward, testing his legs. Unpleasant, tingling numbness shot all the way up into his thighs, and he was fairly certain if he didn’t watch his feet, he’d misstep and end up snapping his ankle. Trying to get anywhere without a source of support was going to be a no-go, but based on the layout of the kitchen, he’d be able to get out without much of an issue. If he headed down the hallway Everett had come from, no doubt he’d find his way to the front door, and from there, freedom. If it ended up that he had to half-crab-walk all the way to Gwynn’s place, he would. “Thank you for taking care of me. I’ll see myself out.”
Helping himself to the wall, then to the counter, Jayne made his way across the room. Every now and then, one of his knees would buckle, and he’d have to catch himself hard on whatever surface he’d been depending on for support. Everett and Caleb, meanwhile, stood and watched.
Caleb cleared his throat. “You sure you don’t need help?”
Jayne gripped the top of a stainless steel side-by-side refrigerator and shimmied around it, then leaned on the counter and continued on his way. “Yes.”
“Because we could help,” Everett continued, picking up seamlessly from where Caleb had left off. “It’s really not all that much of a burden.”
“I’ll be fine.” Jayne made it to the hallway, but didn’t find the front door. How big was this place, anyway? He puffed a frustrated breath, then looked over his shoulder at his hosts. “On second thought, I could use some help. Could one of you show me where the front door is?”
Everett grinned, then glanced at Caleb, who mirrored his expression. “Yeah. Of course.”
Those sunny smiles made Jayne wish he never had to leave.
5
Caleb
“Iwant him.”
The door to the condo had barely closed. Caleb didn’t care. He leaned against the wall and considered the goofy look on Everett’s face.
If that smile told Caleb anything, it was that Everett wanted Jayne, too.
“He didn’t give us his phone number.” Everett kept a hand on the doorknob, seemingly lost in thought. “We don’t even know his last name.”
Caleb arched a brow. “How many guys do you know that have Jayne as a first name?”
“Well—”
“And how many of those men consider glitter a fashion accessory?”
“Point taken.” Everett locked the door, then gave his full attention to Caleb. He hooked his thumbs beneath the waistband of his pants, cocked his head to the side, then shook it. “So you’re suggesting we stalk him on social media? Run a search on every Jayne in Aurora until we find the glittery profile that fits?”
Caleb shrugged. “I mean, unless you want to run out there and stop him before he gets on the elevator, I don’t see what else we could do.”
Indecisiveness marred Everett’s typically certain features, and Caleb had to laugh. “You’re thinking about doing it.” Caleb cocked a grin, stepping forward to corral Everett. Once Everett’s ass bumped the door, Caleb stepped between his legs and slid his thigh up slowly until it brushed Everett’s semi. With a tender gasp, Everett parted his lips, and Caleb took the chance to plunder his mouth. Their tongues met. Their teeth clacked. Caleb wove his fingers through Everett’s hair, then abruptly pulled back only enough so he could grin against Everett’s lips. “You want to go out there, bring him back, and spend the afternoon in bed fucking him senseless, don’t you?”
Everett twined his arms around Caleb’s neck. The gesture was as delicate as it was intimate, and Caleb rewarded him for it with another quick kiss. “Maybe.”
“You fucking horny perv.” Caleb pushed his thigh a little harder against Everett’s bulge, watching him squirm. “What am I going to do with you?”
Everett returned Caleb’s playfulness with a smug grin and a quick, stolen kiss of his own. “You’re acting like I’m the one who announced he wanted a piece of that glittery ass the second the door was closed. Don’t try to pin this one on me, Alcrest—we’re equally guilty.”
“Fuck.” Pleasurable heat rushed up Caleb’s neck, and his dick throbbed. “Call me Alcrest again and I’ll fuck you right up against this door.”
“Not happening,Alcrest.” Everett emphasized Caleb’s name, his grin widening. “You know I don’t bottom. If you want a nice, tight hole to call your own, you’re going to have to be the one breaking his neck to make it to the elevator in time to bring home our conquest. You’ve already wasted time playing with me… are you going to waste more by bickering?”
It was a valid point.
“Thought so.” Smirking, Everett stepped aside.
Caleb hurried to undo the lock and open the door. He’d only intended to stick his head out and peer down the hall to see if Jayne was still waiting by the elevator, but Everett, the little shit, groped his ass, then pushed it, and Caleb stumbled out into the hall while wearing nothing but his underwear.
“Shit!” Caleb stumbled forward as Everett laughed. By the time he’d found his footing, it was already too late. Their glittery ticket to the hottest threesome in the hemispherewasstanding by the elevator, but the doors had just slid open. “H-Hey!”
Jayne, who seemed unimpressed by Caleb’s flawless grace, arched a judgmental brow, then stepped into the cabin.
