Page 50 of Primal Urges

“You really sure you want me intruding on your time with your daughter?” Lucas asked, appearing unsure.

“Of course. She loves you.”

Walking around the bar, Caden began pulling bottles down from the shelf before grabbing a shaker and two glasses.

“Come on. I won’t take no for an answer. I’ll even butter you up with one of my special blue lemon drop martinis. You’ll love it.”

Without waiting for an answer, Caden began mixing liquids into the aluminum shaker before popping on the lid and shaking it vigorously.

Caden pretended not to notice the way Lucas’s pupils dilated as they locked onto Caden’s biceps while he shook.

Okay. He knew that he was being a cocktease, but who was he to deny the man a good look at a sex god in action?He spent hours at the gym each week, trying to sculpt that perfect body. A body that people could enjoy and salivate over.

Lucas licked his bottom lip without realizing it.

Yeah, the boy was hooked.

“Well, okay. On one condition. You ask Lizzy’s mom if she is comfortable with one of your friends joining her daughter at one of these events. It’s always important that both parents are consulted before any strangers are allowed to interact with their kids.”

“But Lizzy already met you in this bar?” Caden protested, not really sure what the big deal was anyway.

“Yeah, and that was Daddy mistake number one. You never leave a child alone… in a bar… where anyone is able to approach them.”

“Okay, you got me there. Fine. I’ll text Amber first thing in the morning to make sure that she is okay with you joining our playdate.”

“You mean sing-along,” Lucas corrected. “There will be much singing and dancing and even some costume changes if you play your cards right.”

“Good. Now that we got that settled, here, drink this. You’re looking awfully thirsty standing there, watching me make your drink.”

Lucas’s cheeks blushed.

God, he was fucking cute when he was embarrassed.

Their fingers brushed against one another, sending a jolt of electricity through them. They both jumped, startled by the sudden burst of energy.

“You do realize that I am trying tocleanthis place. And here you are, making it dirty once again.”

Caden gave him a filthy smirk that sent the tips of Lucas’s ears blushing.

“Most people don’t complain when I make things a little dirty.”

Lucas’s mouth dropped open.

He liked teasing Lucas. There was something sweet and endearing about the way his cheeks turned red, and he bashfully looked away when he was embarrassed. The guy was too fucking cute for words.

“I’m heading downstairs to get more cleaner,” Lucas said over his shoulder as he carried a mop and bucket toward the back.

“Wait up! I’ll join you.” Caden hopped down off the bar, chasing after him with his drink.

Once they were in the basement, Lucas began opening boxes, searching for something to remove stains from metal surfaces.

“Damn it. I could have sworn I saw some cleaner here a few days ago.”

“Here, let me help.” Caden set down his drink and started rummaging through the boxes on the floor and the storage shelves Ace had installed a few months ago, part of his “stay organized” initiative.

When it was clear there was no cleaner in the basement, Caden got an idea.

“Hey, hold up.” Caden walked over to the far wall and stopped in front of the broken lamp. He glanced over his shoulder and gave Lucas a stern look. “Don’t tell anyone what you are about to see. If Marcus finds out that I showed you this, he will personally rip my nuts off. Can I trust you?”

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