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“Sir,”I mocked. “You’re going to have to keep your number to your damn self. Perry has a boyfriend. Two, as a matter of fact.” I picked up the marker on the counter and scribbled out Freddie’s phone number right in front of him. I slapped the marker back down before turning away.
Peyton was grinning and Perry couldn’t contain his laughter.
“How are you okay with that?” I asked Peyton.
“Why would Perry look at him when he has us?” He shrugged like it was answer enough.
Perry knew I needed more. He turned me, so my back was pressed to the counter, caging me in with his arms and kissed me soundly. Longer than the one we shared while Freddie wasn’t looking, but not long enough for my cock to do more than twitch in my jeans. “Is that better?” he asked. He dragged his nose up my cheek to whisper in my ear, “Is there anything else I can do to claim you in front of everyone? I don’t want Freddie, Dom.” Did it suddenly get hot in here? My damn coat wasn’t helping. It certainly wasn’t the cause though.
“I mean, if you’re offering…” I smirked.
A plate clanked loudly on the counter beside me, jolting us apart. There was fucking Freddie but with a scowl this time. I waved my fingers at him. He was lucky I didn’t tell him to go fuck himself.
I’d like to say people stopped watching us after we ordered but that would be a lie because even as we sat there, Perry’s phone started vibrating on the table with social media notifications. He usually gave it to me to post since he hated it, so I scooped his phone up and checked what was going on.
Perry wasn’t super popular, but he had a decent number of followers. I typically posted candid shots of him working or when we would travel. Stuff to let people get a glimpse of who he was. Last night, I posted one of him lounging on the couch because he looked so sexy. He was fully clothed of course. I wanted to devour him. That post got a lot of attention; however, it was nothing compared to comments he was getting now on other people’s posts.
A few people in the coffee shop posted videos of us on their accounts, tagging Perry and the business.
“Well,” I said and put the phone back on the table. “I guess we’re official.”
“Weren’t we before?” Perry asked while chewing on his bagel.
“Yes, but now everyone knows.”
He shrugged and kept eating. The man could pack away food like a bear getting ready to hibernate, except Perry didn’t seem to gain weight. It was probably because he burned it off when he was pacing and yelling about shit.
Peyton leaned back in his chair, surveying the patrons. Even when he looked relaxed, he wasn’t fully unless Perry was in the penthouse or the fortress.
We didn’t stay much longer. We finished eating and went back to Perry’s place. I had a shift at the club tonight. Both Perry and Peyton were coming with me so they could watch my show. I told them I might have private dances after. They said they’d wait.
The rest of the day went quickly. Perry fielded work calls that couldn’t wait then holed up in his home office, while Peyton and I had fun getting each other off and making Perry jealous about it. We told him he had to wait until we got home tonight and would have to suffer with his hard cock until then. Maybe he’d let some of those calls go to voicemail next time.
Perry worked hard. Harder than anyone I knew. But he needed breaks or he was going to implode. Peyton said I was good for him since I pulled him away from work, especially when I was at the club. Nothing could draw Perry’s eyes off me when he was there, which I loved.
Peyton’s black Tahoe pulled into the gated area of the club where the dancers parked. Technically, they weren’t supposed to be back here with me but considering how Peyton and Perry both had their lives intermingled with Dexen’s, I didn’t see it being an issue. The guards at the back door, however, didn’t think like I did.
“You can’t bring them in this way, Mr. Summit,” Hal said to me. The guards tended to rotate positions within the club.
“They’re my escorts. Besides, they both know Dex. Can’t you call him and ask if they can come in with me?” I stepped closer, trailing my finger down his arm. It was freezing out and he was only in a long-sleeved shirt.
I heard Peyton growl behind me. I wasn’t doing anything awful, and I did it in front of them. This was also the guard who held Peyton back the night he came to the club in search of me when I had my head on Dexen’s lap while he petted me.
Hal sighed and reached into his pocket for his phone. I grinned knowing I’d won.
“Yes, Mr. Dremest. Thank you, sir.” Hal ended the call and opened the door for us to step inside.
Dexen was waiting for us. “Is this what I have to look forward to now that you three are the talk of the city? Celebrities… in my club.” He fake gasped. “You know, Dom, everyone is going to realize it’s you on stage with these two fools drooling over you in the audience. It’s not going to be subtle with the way they’ll stare at you.”
“I figured, but that’s okay. I’m not embarrassed about what I do. I hid my identity because I didn’t want my office life to collide with this one. I still want to wear the masks though. They’re part of my persona when I dance.”
“Whatever you want. Now, you fools, are you getting a private room tonight or just here to show support?”
Peyton crossed his big arms. I loved it when he did that when he wasn’t wearing a suit. They flexed and bulged beautifully. “You want to keep calling Perry and me fools, Dex?”
“When was the last time you came by the gym? Xaiden said he hasn’t seen you in a while.” Only family seemed to call X by his full name.
“X appears when he wants. I could show up at the gym twenty times and only see him one of them.”
