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“Thought you were going to sit in your room.”
“Not with the eye candy coming.”
“Jesus.”
When they pulled in, I saw Joel hanging back, then I turned to watch Theo’s eyes narrow at him while a smile played on his lips. I got closer to him and warned, “If you so much as say one wrong word to him, I’ll tie you up in the fucking hog pen this time.”
I heard a quick intake of breath and looked to see him flush, but Burke took my attention before I could let that sink into my brain.
“We’re ready to get this place cleared out!”
I shook his hand, then Damon’s, Noah’s, and Eli’s. Joel was still by the pickup. “Thanks, everyone, for coming. I called for the rollaway dumpsters, but they won’t be here until ten.”
Noah stopped me there. “Well, now, I'm sure there’s a lot of junk, but there is likely a bunch of stuff we can donate. We don’t throw stuff away if he can be given or repurposed.”
“I like that. I like that a lot.”
Joel was pulling flattened cardboard boxes from the truck bed, and I went over to him. “Hi, Joel.”
“Hey,” he said rather miserably.
“Please, ignore Theo. He’s not the best, but he needs someone to help him. I’m trying to, but he’s fighting it.”
“Fightin’ bein’ nice?”
“Yeah. I guess so.”
“Hells bells, that ain’t no way ta live.”
“No,” I said, smiling. “It’s not.”
“I ain’t talkin’ to him if that’s okay. He’s…meaner than a snake that lost ‘is teeth.”
“Oh, Joel,” I started as I glanced over my shoulder at Theo. “He has teeth.”
We first started on the kitchen and living room, Theo trying to be anywhere Eli was. I began to wonder why, being he knew he couldn’t hit on Eli.
Not that I couldn’t see why he was interested. Eli was beautiful, like model-beautiful, built solid, pretty face with shaggy chestnut hair to frame it. In his eyes was a longing that stopped whenever he’d gaze at Noah. It was as if he was always lost until he found his fiancé. Quite beautiful.
All the men there were hot, and I guessed Theo was feeling that. He had no prospects of sex like I didn’t, and with all those beautiful gay men there, it made that all the more glaring.
Sweating, lifting, muscles flexed, asses clad in denim…
“What’s wrong with you?” Damon asked me while we were stacking Almanacs into a box.
“When is your club opening again?”
I first met my principal in Damon’s and Burke’s club. I wasn’t on duty when I arrived, but that changed quickly when so many men were ready to beat his pretty face. It was an old west-themed fetish club housed in a barn, complete with saloon doors on the booths, ropes all over the walls to tie submissives, and spring animals, horses, and one bull, like in parks for kids, but they were just for littles and for fun.
I’d had a fun time there with the men’s architect, Roland, and a couple others, but mostly I’d watched Theo. He was tipping the go-go boys enough to get their doctorate degrees without ever working again, so they covered him most of the weekend.
“Not for another month and a half. We had to push it back a couple weeks because of our other jobs. You gonna be there?”
If I still had the job, I’d have to be there unless they banned Theo from the place. “Is he invited?”
“He holds a membership, but if he acts up again, he’s out for life.”
Just as I thought, and knowing Theo, he’d be out for life fifteen minutes after walking through the big barn doors.
