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“Javi, it’s Burke Monteleone. How the hell are you?”
“Burke! Fuck, ese , been a while since I heard from you. How’s it going? Not well, if you’re calling me,” he said, laughing.
“Javi, I am hunting a guy that is, so far, off the grid. We’ve done internet sweeps, even though the dark net, and nothing. He disappeared off the face of the earth, and he’s after some friends of mine. This is personal.”
“Personal. You know that ain’t good, brother. Personal gets you killed more times than not.”
I knew the logic of that, but Javi had done a lot for personal reasons when it came to his partner, Danny. “Come on, Javi…”
“Fine, fine. Send me an email to the encrypted address and I’ll take a look. If I find him, you want him resting with the fishes?”
“No. Caught, jailed, at least, if we can. The guys I’m doing this for, the one is a pure citizen, the other, well, the army just fucked with his head. Let’s keep this legal, if we possibly can.”
“Got it. I’ll be waiting on the info, and then I’ll get in touch when I have something.”
“Thanks, brother.”
I ended the call smiling. Javi didn’t say if he had something, he said when . The man had a long reach, into some dark and scary places. After gathering all the information Eli had provided back at the start of the hunt for the asshole, I got into the encrypted site and sent Javi an email.
I also spoke to the architect about the barn, and he agreed to take the long drive to meet me that afternoon. I was surprised he’d agreed to come so soon, but it was welcome. The sooner the better on getting that started, and while all that was falling nicely into place, I thought about Joel.
Sure, he was young, and with that came little sense where sex was concerned. I’d gotten my share of trouble when I was in my early twenties, so I got it.
Still, thinking of him on that bull, then the wink to Damon and me after…it was seductive. I had pictures in my head of holding him roughly, banging into him while he pled for more, or for mercy, whichever. I just wanted to hear his pleas.
Then, maybe, if things went well, instead of holding him down, I could just…hold him. He and Damon, me, all three of us on the bed after sex, a mess of tangled limbs and breathlessness…
I could dream.
Eli came by an hour later, riding his bike, looking hot in his leather vest and hair back in a manbun. The first thing he did was to look around for Damon’s and mine. “Thought we could go for a ride,” he said, looking disappointed. “Where are your bikes?”
Damon told him, “Parked in the barn for now. They need to adjust to this altitude. We started them the other day and they sounded like they were ninety-year-old smokers on oxygen.”
“Ouch. Well, I’m here, Noah is off and about, trading beef for cheese, or tomatoes, or whatever. What can I do around here to help?”
I wrapped an arm around Eli’s neck, kissing his head. “I like helpers.”
“Me too,” Damon agreed, pulling Eli from me with him to the stable. “And I could use someone’s help right now with some heavy lifting.”
I backed out of that quickly, then went to the barn, looking over the place as I let my imagination soar with the possibilities.
It was a big space. Sure, it wasn’t like Noah’s gargantuan place that took up half a city block’s worth of real estate, but it was plenty big enough for my purposes.
It was twelve hundred square feet of open space. There was a loft, which I had plans for, and the ceiling was high on the half that didn’t carry the loft. Even those were great, ten feet in the air before the floor of the loft got in the way.
I pictured a small stage, in the very center, and closed booths along two walls. Sure, restrooms under the loft would be perfect, and the loft itself could be converted into three decent sized playrooms. Not huge, but I didn’t expect crowds in the place. No, simple men, looking for a getaway to play.
“Not bad,” I whispered to myself. “Tagline, getaway to play. I wonder if that’s taken,” I said aloud then took out my phone to type in the note. Getaway to play.”
I went to tell the others what a genius I was and caught them laughing as Eli held a board up while Damon hammered a nail into it. I couldn’t imagine what the board was for and didn’t ask, not relishing an explanation. “Hey, guys, how’s this for a tagline for the ads? A getaway to play?”
After flipping the hammer through the air and catching it to show off, Damon smirked and asked, “Isn’t that a little cheesy?”
“I like it,” Eli said, coming to my defense. “Getaway to lay?”
Damon pointed the hammer at Eli. “I like that better.”
“Some of our patrons won’t be here for sex, which they can have at home. They’re coming for the BDSM experience, which isn’t all about sex.”
