That was the saddest thing Axton had ever heard, and he got it. Life hadn’t been kind to either of them. “Well, now you can’t say that.”
Adan shifted from one foot to the other. “Can I see your house now? The garage is cute.”
A laugh burst from Axton. Adan was unique. “Come on.” He headed inside with Adan on his heels. The door inside the garage led into the laundry room. From there, they stepped into the kitchen. Axton peeled off his jacket and draped it over the back of a chair at the dining room table. “Feel free to look around.”
While looking nervous and unsure of how free he actually was, Adan slowly walked through the house.
Axton followed him. The place wasn’t huge. It was nothing like the luxury he had been raised in, but Axton didn’t want that life—not that it was open to him. His parents had passed when Axton was in prison. They had left everything to Jarek. When Axton had been released, Jarek had used some of the money for this house. He had gotten Axton set up with a new life. It had taken a few months of staying out of trouble, but Jarek had eventually passed some of his inheritance to Axton. Jarek claimed he would eventually make sure Axton got half, but he needed to make sure Axton wouldn’t use the funds to destroy his life. On one hand, Axton didn’t think he was entitled to anything. On the other, the people who raised him absolutely owed him for every day he had spent in hell.
Adan ran his fingertips along the back of Axton’s leather couch before heading down the hall. He poked his head inside the bathroom before eyeing Axton’s home gym.
“Weights. I’m unsurprised.”
Axton had no idea what that meant, but it still made him smile.
Adan passed the empty bedroom and paused outside Axton’s room. He flashed Axton a smile. “It looks exactly how I thought.”
Axton eyed the room. Black covers and curtains matched the dark furniture. Everything was fairly new. “How do you mean?”
While wearing a sweet smile, Adan leaned against the doorframe. His smile slipped a hair. “I’ve never told anyone the things I told you last night.”
That didn’t surprise Axton. “Okay.”
“I guess I’m trying to say you’re my best friend too.”
Fuck. Every second that passed, Axton wanted him even more. “Can I kiss you?”
Adan didn’t look anywhere near as shocked as Axton felt. While Axton couldn’t believe he had said that, Adan looked completely relaxed. His gaze moved over Axton’s face. “You want to kiss me?”
“Yes.” He would be damned if he backed down now.
“I’ve never kissed anyone with a lip ring. Won’t that hurt?”
“No. I’d think you’d be more concerned over the tongue ring.”
A smile snapped to Adan’s lips. He straightened. “Your tongue is pierced? I’ve never noticed. Let me see.”
Everything inside Axton relaxed. He realized this was what he adored about Adan. Axton wasn’t uncomfortable at all. He was his realest self with Adan. Axton tried not to laugh as he stuck out his tongue.
“Oh, wow. How have I never seen that? A nose ring, lip ring, and now a tongue ring. I know your ears are pierced. How many piercings do you have?”
Axton shrugged. “I lost count.”
Adan’s eyebrows rose. “Let me see.”
A smirk touched Axton’s lips. “Are you sure about that?”
The innocent shock in Adan’s expression made the moment worthwhile.
He decided to change the subject before he scared Adan. “Are you avoiding my question?”
A bark of laughter burst from Adan. He blushed. “Sorry. No. I got distracted and forgot.” To Axton’s surprise, Adan gripped his shirt and lured him down.
Axton’s throat went dry. He didn’t know what to expect, but it was anything and everything other than what he got. Adan was the aggressor. Once their lips met, Axton was the one holding on for dear life. Their tongues battled. Axton had Adan backed against the doorframe and still Adan was in charge. He blatantly inspected Axton’s piercing. His hands ended up beneath Axton’s shirt, as if he had to feel Axton’s body. His fingertips skimmed Axton’s nipples. Axton was so fucking hard, it hurt.
Adan’s mouth moved to Axton’s neck. “Not there,” he said, caressing Axton’s unpierced nipple again. He sucked Axton’s skin while his hands slid south. Axton fought for his life, keeping his hands respectfully on Adan’s hips, while Adan unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. His hand slid down Axton’s dick, exploring each piercing. Axton panicked a little. Adan had him so turned on. He worried he might accidentally blow.
“I’d planned to cook you dinner.”