‘But Chastity has one. Paid in advance, I think.’ Tia’s head turns to the living room where Antonio sits in a wicker chair, touching his unresponsive penis.
‘He’ll rub himself raw,’ I say to no one in particular.
‘He needed a personal break,’ Chas says as if that makes perfect sense.
‘Antonio,’ Tianka calls, catching the man’s attention. ‘Penis is very unhappy today.’
‘I never have this problem, see,’ he says, dipping his head to his lap again. It doesn’t hide his worried expression. ‘I can always get it up.’
‘Everyone has moments like these,’ Chas placates from beside me. ‘Not to worry. You brought pills, yeah?’
‘I did, but I don’t like to use them,’ he answers unhappily in his Welsh singsong tone.
‘We don’t have much light left, so I’m afraid we might have to.’ Pushing off from the worktop, Chas walks back towards the living room. The pair exchange a few low spoken words before she comes back again.
‘Here,’ she says, handing me back my phone.The phone I didn’t realise she’d taken.‘Send him this with Antonio’s regards.’
I look back at where he sits as naked as a jaybird... still with his dick in his hand.
‘I’ll take one for the team, see,’ he calls back, giving me a thumbs-up. ‘Even in the movie industry.’
‘They call it gay for pay,’ Tianka explains. Though I’m not really paying attention as I look down at my phone, swipe the screen, then nearly drop the thing at the image I’m greeted with.
A zoomed in, lubed, though long, flaccid penis.
Chapter 13
KEIR
Send me something sexy.
‘You are a cock of the first order,’ I say, draining my pint as I shake my head. ‘She’s going to think I’m a total knob for sending her that.’
‘You should never leave your phone unattended around him,’ Mac cautions, lifting my phone from the bar to read the text.
‘Aye, well, I notice you didn’t stop him,’ I retort.
‘Light-fingered Larry had sent it and was chuckling into his drink before I’d even noticed.’
‘Light-fingered?’ Will begins, aggrieved. ‘Those are some scurrilous accusations. Once upon a time, they’d have landed you in the Tower.’
‘You’re a lord, not the king,’ Mac retorts. ‘And you’re a thieving one at that.’
‘It’s in my blood,’ Will replies with an amiable shrug. ‘What can I say? The landed gentry have been getting away with murder for centuries. Besides, she works for a porn company. I’m sure she’ll have heard much worse.’
‘Her job has no bearing on this,’ I say, pointing my index finger at him. ‘Separate Paisley from whatever dirty smut is going on through that cesspit of a mind—’
‘Paisley is not a name; it’s a tie or a pair of curtains.’
‘Grow the fuck up,’ I find myself snarling in response.
‘Oooh, Keir likes agirl.’ The expression Will’s face suddenly adopts is one that could be solved by a punch.
‘Leave off,’ I growl, turning back to my drink.
‘I think it’s cute. The unflappable Keir has a crush.’
‘I’ll crush your head, you total—’
