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“No one wants to see that.”

Luca’s voice rang out from the speakers, making us jump out of our skins. Our heads whipped around to see our bandmates grinning at us through the window.

“Speak for yourself,” Arlo said when they unlocked the door to let us out. “I wouldn’t mind a free live porn show.”

“You need to get laid,” Silas said, grabbing Arlo in a headlock and ruffling his hair.

Arlo shoved him off with a weak laugh. “I’d argue with you if that wasn’t so fucking true.”

Just then, Jack stepped into the room, appearing over Arlo’s shoulder. From the expression on his face, he’d heard every word of that final exchange.

And hadn’t liked it one bit.

Jack didn’t acknowledge it though. “Luca, your car’s outside. You’ve got an interview in less than an hour.”

Arlo tensed when he heard Jack’s voice. He didn’t turn to face him, just addressed Silas breezily like no one was even there. “Yeah, I definitely need to get laid. Let’s all hit up a club soon. Doubt I’m going to be as lucky as you lot to have my perfect man fall into my lap.”

He spun around, his mouth falling open in mock surprise. “Oh, Jack. Didn’t realise it was you. Well, if you’ll excuse me.”

He brushed past the bigger man like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Unlike Silas, Arlo was a good actor when he needed to be.

Jack’s jaw worked for a moment, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. His expression changed like he’d come to some kind of a decision. “Luca, you okay if I take off for a minute?”

Luca’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Sure. Take your time.”

We all watched as Jack spun on his heel and stormed off after our drummer, leaving a lingering silence in our wake.

“Think we can trick the two of them into a locked space?” Luca mused after a while.

“Worked for us,” Silas said, looping his arm around my waist and softly smiling at me.

I returned his grin, leaning down to kiss him. When I came up for air, Luca was grinning at us broadly. “So this is all sorted now? You’re a thing?”

“Yep,” Silas answered for us, and I happily let him. “We’ve both finally pulled our heads out of our arses.”

“Thank fuck,” Luca muttered. “Now we just need to get Arlo and Jack to do the same, and it’ll be happy days.”

SilasandIspentthe next week living in a little bubble at my house.

We binged all ofThe Circle. Silas had already seen most of it without me, but given that it was my fault for keeping him at a distance, I didn’t hold it against him.

We ate our weight in takeaway food.

And we had sex. A lot of sex.

Right now, I had Silas leaning over the kitchen counter, my balls thwacking against his arse as I railed into him.

I wasn’t even sure how we’d ended up here. He’d come in wearing one of those stupidly undersized towels again. One thing had led to the other, and before I knew it, I was searching out the lube to work him open.

“Fuuuuck,” Silas moaned. He had one hand braced in the sink, the other on the edge of the counter. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.”

I grinned down at him dopily, keeping my pace steady. Silas was quite the demanding bottom. Lucky for him, I was more than happy to go as often as he wanted.

Well, almost as often. Silas had a habit of underestimating the toll it took on his body. We weren’t teenagers. We were men in our thirties. There were only so many times I could see him wince as he sat down before I cut him off.

Fortunately, he was as easily satisfied with my mouth on him. Something I was also more than happy to provide.

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