Page 10 of The King's Boy

Without saying another word, or putting my boots back on, I headed for the door. If King wasn't interested in getting busy with me, I could always go back to the club and find someone that was.

"Spencer," King called out.

I ignored him.

"Spencer," he called out again.

I still ignored him.

"Spencer, I didn't give you permission to leave."

I almost rolled my eyes, but I huffed instead and then turned to look at the man. "You know, you are without a doubt one of the sexiest men I have seen in a long time, and I thought we could have a good time together. I was obviously wrong, so I will get out of your way."

I smirked simply because I was pretty sure it pissed him off. "And if I see you at the club again, I promise to leave you alone, even if someone is about to stab you. I don't want anyone to say I can't take a hint after all."

"I didn't say I wasn't interested, Spencer."

My jaw almost dropped.

I waved my hand toward the bedroom. "Then what was that?"

"I don't know you," King said in a firm, but harsh tone. "I have no reason to trust that you're not a spy sent by one of my enemies or that you aren't cozying up to me so you can kill me."

"I don't want the password to your bank account," I countered just as vehemently. "I want your dick in my ass."

Was that so hard to understand?

"Are you always this brazen?"

"Yes, yes I am. I don't like to play games. If I am interested in someone, I tell them. What's the point of beating around the bush? It just confuses everyone."

King sighed as he glanced down at the liquid in his glass. "That is not my experience with other people. They are always hiding things from me, trying to get what they can from me."

Okay, I guess that made sense, but it also made me a bit sad. It had to be horrible to live in a world where you didn't know who you could trust.

"I want to get laid, King. I don't want to spy on you. I don't want to kill you. I don't even want your phone number. I just want to get laid."

"You could have chosen anyone at the club. Why me?"

Seriously?

"Did you not hear me when I said you were one of the sexiest men I had seen in a long time?"

"So, it's just about looks for you?"

Basically, yeah.

"I'm not looking to walk down the aisle here."

How hard was that to understand?

This was getting way too complicated. I just wanted to get laid. I would have preferred getting laid by King, but the luster of the man was waning quickly.

Well, the man still made me drool, but I wasn't going to be around long enough to develop a relationship with him, not that I was looking for one in the first place.

I dropped my head back on my shoulders and stared up at the ceiling as I shouted, "I just wanted to get laid."

"Fine," King replied before tossing back the contents of his glass. "Get your sexy little ass in the bedroom and get naked."