Page 41 of The King's Boy

Boy, was I aware.

"You can't accessorize cement shoes."

"I'm not worried about King trying to fit me for cement shoes." I was pretty sure King had taken a liking to me. "It's his second-in-command I'm worried about."

I didn't think Malloy would betray me or anything like. I worried that he would get angry enough to stab me himself. That didn't mean I would stop wheedling him.

It was imperative as breathing.

Brandy's sigh had my eyes snapping to her face. I stared for a moment before my mouth started dropping open. "You like him."

"What's not to like?"

I could think of a hundred things.

My eyes narrowed when Brandy smirked. "What?"

"He told me he was gay when I hit on him."

I gasped as my eyes widened. "Are you going to tell him?"

"I thought I'd let it be a surprise."

Oh, it would be.

"How long are you going to string him along before you let him find out?"

"I haven't decided yet." Brandy stroked the handle of her cup as she stared off into space. "He angers so easily. I love winding him up."

"And now you know why I stay."

Chapter Thirteen

~ King ~

Light was shining through the window the next time I opened my eyes. A glance at the clock confirmed to me that it was the next day. At least, I hoped it was the next day.

I would have rolled out of bed to start my day, but I noticed the warm body pressed against mine before I could move.

Did I mention it was a warm naked body?

I was glad that Spencer had decided to stay and hadn't taken off while I was sleeping, but I was thrilled that he was tucked up in my bed with me. This might be the best wake-up I'd had in years.

I didn't really want to move, too afraid of waking Spencer and having this all end, but I also wanted to touch him.

Naked remember?

I carefully laid my hand on his shoulder and then slowly slid it down his back. As my hand slid over his skin, I couldn't help but wonder if he used anything to keep it so silky soft. Maybe I could ask and then make sure he had plenty of whatever he used.

Spencer wiggled, eliciting a deep groan from me as he rubbed his ass against my aching cock.

I flipped him over and then grabbed his jaw and leaned down to capture his lips. I was pretty sure I could die a happy man just from kissing him. I began to explore every inch of naked skin my hands could reach.

And that was still a lot of skin…a lot of soft silky naked skin.

"I'm going to take you now, Spencer, make you mine," I growled, watching Spencer's eyes widen.

"What if I make you mine?" he countered.