Page 103 of Wanted
Cyborg rose off him near soundlessly and walked up to the intact and still-wrapped burrito Liv had dropped when Cy threw him to the ground. He peeled away the aluminum foil and dug in, watching Liv lie there like the most pathetic loser. There was something so damn infuriating in that level stare that Liv shouted at him as soon as he could. “This doesn’t mean you’re right! Keep his name off your lips!”
Cyborg grunted between one bite and another. “Fine. Guess I was just pissed off at you for the cockblocking.”
Liv rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, it’s not cockblocking when he’s mine. Not giving him away to some rando,” he muttered, sitting up in the dirt, still out of breath.
He couldn’t fucking believe thatthiswas how his attempts at getting a job were going. But maybe… the fight cleared the tension a bit?
“I’ve seen the connection you two have when he was bleeding out. But you can’t blame a man for trying. Knox is a damn hot piece of ass.”
This time he sounded… maybe not respectful, but appreciative instead of offensive.
Liv exhaled, imagining how Knox would fuss over him once he returned with bruises. He should lie to avoid him losing his temper and going after Cy too. “He’s beautiful. And the best thing that ever happened to me.”
Cyborg watched him for a prolonged moment as he chewed. “Cute. What do you want here tonight without him?”
Aaand, this was the moment Liv had been waiting for. Maybe Cy would be more merciful after literally wiping the ground with Liv?
“The surgery he needs. It’s expensive.”
Cy’s eyes narrowed. “Is this a convoluted way of asking me for a job?”
Liv’s heart fluttered with hope. “Yeah.”
“Go to Walmart. I know they’re hiring,” Cy said, filling his mouth with the burrito.
Asshole.
But Liv had no pride left and watched him pleadingly from the ground. “Look… this is really important, and I can’t… it’s risky for me to look for something legal.”
Cy’s shoulders dropped, and he gave a deep sigh before taking another bite of Liv’s burrito. “I suppose we do need someone. But you’re gonna have to work your way from the ground up.”
Liv’s heart skipped a beat, and he made his aching body move until he was back on his feet. “I have skills. I’m a good mechanic. Better than those guys at the garage, for sure. And I race. But… I can do anything,” he added in response to the biker narrowing his eyes.
“Night shifts?”
“Sure,” Liv said quickly.
“Blowjobs?”
Liv froze, staring back at him with growing disdain. “Seriously? Can’t you leave our relationship alone?”
This time the bastard actually chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m just fucking with you. Be here Monday evening.”
Liv stalled, trying to ignore the shame of falling for the not-so-playful teasing. Was he… in?
“Sure. Thanks, man.”
“Just don’t bring Knox around, ‘cause you never know…” Cy gave Liv that shark grin, but as infuriating as it was, this time Liver was pretty sure Cy was indeed only joking around.
“I’ll make sure he never sets his eyes on you again. If he comes here, he’ll be blindfolded.”
Cyborg laughed and grabbed himself a cigarette as if it was his dessert. “Watch out, I might just like that.”
“You better not. Because next time, I’ll be the one to win,” Liv said and turned on his heel, glad that maybe he’d just made an ally. Cy was not afriend, but he supposed they’d established a truce.
At least Liv was pretty sure he’d put his point across about how off-limits Knox was if Cyborgeversaw him again.
As Liv passed the garage again, he wondered how he’d fit in there. Instead of working, the guys now entertained several girls who’d joined them with music blasting from a portable speaker. He could only hope that if Dex, Hammer, and Cyborg had a place here, he’d slot in too.
