Mano raised an eyebrow.
“How many women have you been with?”
Mano exhaled and looked away. “I don’t remember.”
“Oh, that many, huh?” Ody let out a nervous laugh. “What, like one a week?”
“I don’t know. I lost count.” He shrugged.
“And you’re the same with them as you are with Ranya?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean... are you just as rough with them? Do you tie them up and dominate them like that?” Ody asked, the thought clearly bothering him.
Mano looked at him, not in the mood to discuss it. “Only if they ask for it. Not all of them are into that.”
“And the ones who aren’t?”
Mano’s jaw tightened. “What exactly are you asking, Ody? You wanna know how I fuck them?”
“Yeah,” Ody blurted.
Silence stretched between them. Ody didn’t look away. His eyes stayed fixed on Mano, burning with a tension he couldn’t hide, like the idea of Mano with someone else made something twist violently inside him.
Mano noticed the tension in his eyes. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Fine,” he said. “Usually they’re under me. Sometimes on all fours, sometimes on top. But I’m still in control.”
He noticed the smile forming on Ody’s lips. “Interesting.”
Mano frowned. “Why?”
“Nothing. Nothing,” Ody said. “One more question.”
“Oh come on. You know I hate being interrogated,” Mano groaned.
“Have you ever watched gay porn?” Ody asked.
Mano’s eyes widened. Color rushed to his face so fast it almost looked painful. He stared at Ody like he had just been slapped.
Ody’s lips slowly curled into a smile. “So... is that a yes or a no?”
“The girls will be back soon. Time for you to go.” He got up from the bed, shoving him toward the door.
Ody chuckled under his breath. “Come on. Tell me. Have you?”
“Thanks for the pants. See you at the restaurant,” Mano said, practically forcing him out the door.
Ody turned back to him with a grin. “At first it’s a shock, but then you get used to it. You know what I like?”
Mano grabbed the door handle. “Shut up and get out!” He shoved him outside, but not before catching the beginning of Ody’s next sentence.
“When he’s got the other guy under him—”
The door slammed shut. Mano stood frozen, eyes wide, heat creeping up his neck.He’s completely insane!
Meanwhile, the girls were having a very different kind of evening. After their massages and beauty treatments, they returned to their rooms to do their makeup, while the guys got dressed and met them in the hotel lobby.
Ody’s eyes went to Mano. He was wearing the gray pants. A smile spread across his face before he could stop it. Mano glanced at Ody’s outfit and lowered his head. They were both wearing dress shirts, Mano in white and Ody in deep burgundy, with black trousers.
