““Man, unless you’re proposing to suck my dick, you’d better have a good explanation.” He glanced over his shoulder, catching the tail end of a flinch leaving Lazaro’s face. “If Celeste is right about you, it’s better than that, trust me,” Lazaro said, avoiding Maddox’s eyes. Maddox stared at his scarred knuckles, confused as hell. Not so much by Lazaro’ threat - he’d expected that - but the man’s reaction to their contact surprised him. The universe was fucking with him today, he was sure of it..., but the idea wormed its way into his mind nonetheless. If it was something better than getting head from Lazaro, he had to hear it. Desperate enough to explore what lay beneath the surface, he turned and leaned back against his work bench, crossing his arms. His eyebrows went up when Lazaro stripped off his shirt, his thick shoulders still obviously tense with the gravity of their earlier conversation. “Why did you take your shirt off?” “For a tattoo, hermano.” “You sure you didn’t mean to take off your pants?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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