Page 71 of Law Maker

Condescension colored Jay’s voice along with whatever affection he felt for Lawless. It was there in his eyes looking at him.

“A lot of time has passed, maybe I got stupid.” Lawless smirked, picking up his coffee. The stuff in this place was atrocious, it was a crime against coffee beans and thank fuck for the commissary so he could buy his own coffee or he might have gone mad.

All men need vices. He chose coffee.For now.

Anything else would wait.

He was foreverwaiting.

Patient like a pathetic lamb trotting off to slaughter in hopes of slowly slitting his throat—in order to make the torture all the more arduous.

That was Lawless’ only vices currently.

Jay laughed and leaned forward, penetrating with a stare, trying to intimidate. Nothing much changed there.

“Why the fuck are you in this place, Penn? Why didn’t you fight it? I could have got you the best attorneys.”

So could Lawless.

The moment the charges were in place, he allowed Archie, the MC’s lawyer, to plea bargain his sentence down to the five years he received. It could have easily been twenty.

“Why are you looking me up?”

A flash of his own irritation crossed over Jay’s face and Lawless wanted to laugh. His ex-lover hated being regarded less than a king.

“Can’t I have missed you? It was you who left me. When I found out you were in this place I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Benz, I’ve always been okay, no matter where I’ve been at the time. I had to be with some of the places you sent me to.”

Jay smirked and his body relaxed into a cocky slouch in the chair. The condescending way that used to turn Lawless on. Arrogance always was an aphrodisiac. He was in prison not dead. With hardly anything worth taking a second look at and Lawless’ depraved appetites were suffering. Of fucking course he let his eyes roam over Jay for a minute.

His body remembered Jay well.

It was good to see he hadn’t piled on a beer gut.

“You could always handle yourself.” And then added, more suggestive. “And me.”

Lawless laughed with the paper cup halfway to his mouth. Their eyes clashed and held. “And you hated it.”

“Not all the time. But would it have hurt you to bow and scrape to me like everyone else?”

“You know that answer. I stuck around as long as I did because I didn’t kiss your ass.”

Jay smirked dark and readable. “Well…”

“You came all this way for a jaunt down kinky lane?”

The smile didn’t drop but it did thin out. Irritation again. “I came to see you, no ulterior motives, you little fuck. You dropped me out of your life, I never dropped you, ever.”

“What did you want, for us to remain pen pals who had sleepovers?”

“Yes.”

Lawless laughed at the absurdity.

“You don’t remember telling me you’d ruin me?”

Jay appeared unbothered, he even grinned as if his threat had been water through his fingers. “I was emotional.”

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