“Get to work,” he barks.
“Shut up! You can’t talk to the servers that way.” We both laugh, and the impulse to lean in and kiss him is palpable, but I stop myself.
Friends don’t kiss like that…
We just fuck the shit out of each other.
Chapter 29
Felix
The floor rumbles as another piece of furniture collides against the wall of my father’s office downstairs. I can hear his belligerent tirade clear as a bell. His poll numbers are worse than ever, and the election is less than a month away. A more moderate candidate has gained momentum, and it ain’t looking good for dear old daddy.
Serves him right.
I peek my head out of my bedroom door, scamper along the hall, and tiptoe down the stairs. Tonight, I’m hanging out with Torren. The back entrance is my plan of escape—not risking my father hearing the front door close. I snag my bike and head to the gate. Alfonzo is working security tonight, and I have exactly what he needs in exchange for a little discretion.
I hand him the bag ofMaggie’sdonuts, whispering, “You didn’t see me leave.”
A thumbs up is quickly followed by the gate opening.
Normally, I’d Uber to Torren’s place when Mayor Hargrove is hysterical, but this little boy is pinching pennies! I need to get my own place as soon as possible.
I peddle to Torren’s shop, relishing the cool breeze on my hot face. October is my favorite time of year in Belmont, and Torren is taking me to a drive-in movie tonight.
Which feels very much like a date, but don’t tell him that.
Torren’s shop comes into view, and I hop off my bike, leaning it against the garage door. My knock is met with Torren, wearing all black as usual, with a little smile on his face.
“Sup.”
Jesus Christ.“Sup,” I say it with a comically deep, masculine voice.
“Are you making fun of me?”
I continue using the voice, leaning in and doing the ubiquitous “bro-shake.” “Naw, bro. Naw.”
“You brat!” He pulls me into the shop and starts playfully spanking me, “I’m gonna beat your ass.”
“Please and thank you, sir.”
He releases a low moan. “I should have known not to tempt you with a good time.”
God, I’ll never get used to how hot he is. I close the distance between us and croon, “A quickie before the movie?”
“After. More time to prep.”
Prepping means cuffing him to the bed. I purse my lips, making a show of my pouting, then shoot him a wink. “Totally fine.”
I love being with Torren, and the sex is incredible, but I do hope we can stop the handcuffs eventually. I want Torren to put his hands on me—rough me up and actually punish me as he did at theKitty Cat Club.I know it was a traumatic experience for him, and I’ll move at whatever pace he needs, but I really hope he can figure out a way to spank and chokeme without losing it.
That was so fucking hot.
Torren snatches his coat from the hook. “Shall we?”
“One sec!” I run outside to roll my bike into the shop before making my way to his motorcycle.
Torren tosses me a helmet, and I board my dark knight’s steed, grateful that I can get away from the lunacy of life in the Mayor’s Mansion for a little bit.
