Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
“I don’t care how pretty it is. I’m just glad we’re alive after what we’ve been through the last few days.” After a moment of hesitation, he leaned his head back and gave Liv a quick kiss on the cheek, hardly believing they’d made out less than half an hour ago. The morning stubble poked at his lips, making Knox’s toes curl under the table. Was this kiss for real? He needed to get a grip on it fast.
Dex nodded. “Yeah, Frank told me you’re, like, wanted by the cops, and can’t leave, and that you killed some dude with a machete?”
Ezra stilled and rubbed his forehead. “Do we really have to do this at breakfast?”
Dex shrugged. “I just wanna gather the facts.”
Cyborg stayed quiet as he disinfected Knox’s wound, and he didn’t seem bothered by these revelations.
“It was an accident. We’re not some psycho murderers!” Knox said to ease Ezra’s discomfort.
Dex pointed at him with a spoon. “That’s what a psycho murderer would say.”
Liv hugged Knox to his body and shoveled a spoonful of porridge into Knox’s mouth. “Some of us joke about fucking corpses as they put people in acid, others kill in self-defense. We’re all one big family.”
Ezra rolled his eyes. “I see you’re already friends.”
Knox swallowed the porridge. He’d expected it to be bland, even if filling, but it tasted like dessert with all that honey, banana, and strawberries. He gave Ezra a thumbs up before turning his gaze to Dex.
“And no judgment, I’m sure you had your reasons for what happened to those people. We wouldn’t tell anyone either way.”
Dex smirked, and his brown eyes got a new kind of sharpness. “I know. Frank said you’re cool.”
“He did?” Knox asked before another spoonful entered his mouth as if he were Liv’s cuddle toy. Which was maybe… nice?
Dex nodded. “He said he had some work for you and shit, and that you might need to stay a while, so why not get friendly, you know? And if worse comes to worst, there’s always acid.” His carefree laughter made Knox stiffen and worry whether this was a joke or a threat.
But Liv chuckled too and filled Knox’s mouth as the moment it was empty. “As long as you bury us in one big barrel, so our juices can stay together.”
Ezra gave a loud sigh. “Look guys, I appreciate that we’re all different, but that’s enough. I want to keep my food down.”
Dex raised his hands. “Okay, okay, change of topic. You might not be able to go to many places, but our club”—he turned to show off the massive Demon Brethren MC patch at the back of his cut—"is having a massive party to officially open our new location. It’s at this small, disused airport, there’s a landing strip for racing, we converted one of the hangars into a bar, and I can assure you there won’t be any cops.”
When Cyborg finished with the bandage, Knox glanced at the neat way it was wrapped around his arm, and had to admit that while Liv had put all his care into the dressing, Cy clearly knew what he was doing.
“So we’re not prisoners here?” Knox laughed a bit too nervously for his own liking.
Liv cleared his throat and fed him again, pulling Knox closer now that he didn’t need to be in Cy’s reach. He still smelled of the fancy shampoo, and the scent reminded Knox of being so close to him. Naked.
Cyborg raised his eyebrows. “You got anywhere else to be?”
“We don’t really… have a car,” Liv said.
“And only one set of torn clothes each,” Ezra added. “And an expensive taste in toiletries. What did you two do with my shampoo last night? Did you use it to shave or something? Most of it is gone.”
Fuck. Knox had no idea their crime would be discovered so fast. He never paid attention to how much he still had in a bottle of shampoo.
“So sorry!” he said with his mouth full. “It… fell over. Just give me the name and we’ll buy it back.” Had he really joked around about coming on Liv just yesterday? Well, the joke was on him. As was Liv’s cum.
Ezra gave them a skeptical once over. “With what?”
Liv chuckled so awkwardly, Knox found it almost adorable. “My charm, as I wash the dishes after we eat?”
Ezra shook his head, but a smile pulled at his lips. “Good answer.”
Liv fed Knox again, and pressed a little kiss to the side of his head. How was he leaning into all this so easily when Knox’s brain was melting from overthinking every single interaction they’d ever had?
Only now he glanced at the half-finished bowl of porridge and it hit him that Liv hadn’t eaten himself. “You can eat now, my arm is fine, I’ll get myself my own bowl.” Even if he did feel warm and gooey inside over being coddled a little bit. Their parents failed them, so they took care of one another instead.