Page 4 of The Broker

“Ow! Fuck, Levi, that hurt!”

“Good. That’ll teach you not to perve on my man. His dick belongs to me, and only me.”

“Wow, possessive much?” Isaac glared back at his best friend.

Isaac was the life of the party. He was loud, friendly, enjoyed drinking, and loved entertaining people. That included teasing the shit out of his friends for a laugh.

He pretended to take offense, even though he had no intention of ever crossing a line that would jeopardize his relationship with his best friend.

Levi was more than just a best friend. They were brothers in every sense of the word—minus the shared DNA. They were there for one another. They confided in each other. Hell, they even protected one another.

Somehow, even through the oversized diva sunglasses, Isaac could tell that Levi was giving him a “diva death stare.” Leave it to Dior to figure out a way to allow French people to tell each other off without ever having to remove their designer glasses.

Yes, in France, that “don’t fuck with me” attitude was real.

Isaac couldn’t help but smile.

He first came to live atLa Maisonwhen he was seventeen. Being so young, Isaac didn’t start dancing and working the floor until two years later. His persona wasrocker skater boy. He liked sporting that rough, bad-boy look, so he dyed his hair blue and added spacers to his ears.

Most guests who sought his company liked his party-hard attitude and were obsessed with his creepy-as-fuck snake tattoo. The damn thing began at the side of his neck, then slithered its way down his back, and finally curved around to his stomach, its head hovering dangerously close to his junk.

Then, of course, there was his nipple ring that, for some reason, Middle Eastern guys seemed to love playing with. Many used their teeth to tug on the tiny hoop, while others used their tongue to play with the piercing. Isaac didn’t care—both felt fucking amazing on his nipple.

“I’m just saying that boy is going to be very popular with the guests,” Isaac added, taking another sip of his drink and adjusting the bulge in his Speedo. Hey, he was twenty-five, and a light breeze gave him a boner—don’t judge.

They continued to watch as Rafael slid into the pool and began chatting with an older Asian gentleman.

Considering he could no longer admire the man’s bulging package, it appeared that perving time was now over.

“Why do you look so sad?” Chase asked Isaac as he approached and slid in between Levi’s open legs.

“He’s sad that he can’t drool over Mr. Spain’s uncut package,” Levi answered, nodding toward the pool.

This time, it was Isaac who slapped Levi against the chest.

“Hey, I can admire a nice slab of beef anytime. There’s no harm in that.”

Chase chuckled. “Don’t let Jared hear you say that.”

Isaac gave Chase the finger. “Just ’cus your muscles are the size of my head doesn’t mean I won’t kick you in the balls and run away.”

Now, both Isaac and Levi laughed.

“Oh, speaking of the devil,” Levi said, nodding toward Jared, who was making his way around the pool in nothing but a bright red Speedo.

“You boys might want to keep your eyes on the stud in red,” Isaac warned as his lips pulled back in a mischievous grin.

All three watched with fascination.

Isaac admired how the sun glistened off Jared’s perfectly chiseled chest. It’s amazing how a little sunscreen could make a man’s body look like he was fresh from a porn shoot. Every curve of muscle was enhanced by the sleek lotion against his skin.

There was something to be said about muscle and brawn. Knowing that a man could pick you up and toss you around the bed was just so… hot.

The man’s biceps were like watermelons, and his legs could strangle a man in his sleep. Jared was ex-army, having served for years before being discharged for being… unstable.

Jared never really talked about it, but Isaac got the sense that the army released Jared because of concerns for his mental well-being. He didn’t have the heart to ask.

“What did you do?” Levi asked, eyes still following Jared, expecting the worst possible scenario imaginable. He was friends with Isaac, after all.

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