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“Then I’m going with you.”
“No, no. You stay out here, make sure they don’t leave with him. I’m just gonna go take a piss.”
I can’t have Colt around when I confront Thane in case the other night comes up. Colt can’t find out about the effect the asshole has on me.
“Why can’t you piss out here?”
“Because I’m not a goddamn animal!” I shout a little louder and more forceful than I intended. “Sorry, I just…I’ll be right back, okay?”
“You’re not going to try and go back upstairs to get Jordan, are you?”
“You think I could really get past the guards again?”
“No.”
“That’s what I thought too,” I tell him. “I’ll listen out, see if I hear them talking, but I won’t engage.”
“Okay, fine. Go. Just don’t make things worse.”
I nod and start toward the door. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I text Jordan’s phone number as I walk.
Thane probably still has his phone. If so, we’re going to have a one-on-one talk about this shit.
Meet me in the bar’s bathroom right now.
As soon as I open the bar’s front door, the big bouncer blocks my entrance. “What the fuck do you want?”
“I just need to use the bathroom.”
“Use it outside.”
“Come on, man. You’re not gonna let me take a piss?” I ask. Reaching into my back waistband, I hand him my gun that still doesn’t have a clip because I can’t find it. “You can hold that. I promise I won’t piss on the floor or the walls either.”
“It’s okay, Tony. I’ll keep an eye on him,” Thane says as he jogs down the stairs and points toward the hallway to my right.
I don’t like having him at my back, but I don’t have much of a choice as I walk in that direction and push open the men’s room door.
As soon as Thane steps inside behind me, I turn around and grab him by his throat to slam his back against the door.
“Oh, look,” the asshole says calmly before I can get a word out. “Roles are reversed. Except I have a loaded gun I could reach, and you don’t. We really should stop meeting around toilets…”
“Shut up,” I warn him. “And stay the fuck away from Jordan. Don’t look at him again. Don’t touch him. Don’t even sniff in his direction!”
“You’re not in any position to give me orders, blondie. And what if Jordan doesn’t want me to stay away?”
“I don’t…what do you mean?”
“Looks like you’re not the only one who enjoys my pat downs.”
I pull him away from the door just to shove him against it again. Hard. “You better not have touched him!”
“Are you jealous?”
“Why would I be jealous?”
“Because you want my hands on you instead?” Without warning, his hand cups me between my legs. I don’t even try to move out of the way or knock his hand away. No, I not only let him touch me, but I nearly moan in pleasure at the contact with my semi-hard dick. When the hell did that happen?
“That’s what I thought. I can’t believe you’re not fucking your prospect since you both like dick.”
