Page 67 of Wanted
Between his tattoos and serious expression, Frank didn’t look like the kind of man who chilled out easily, but in the end he huffed and stepped out of the little room to go cover his sex toy with the sheet.
“Grab your shit and come with me,” Frank said sternly, but at least his fists weren’t flying at them.
Knox glanced at Liv, putting on his jacket. “He’s not gonna, like… get rid of us, right?” he whispered, a bit lightheaded.
Liv’s brows gathered, but he was smiling when he stepped close to cup Knox’s face. “Nah. He’s a big softie who wants to seem scary. You know, like Sanah’s Pitbull.”
Remembering how eagerly the big, mean-looking dog always whined in happiness when petted on the belly brought a smile to Knox’s lips. “Maybe.”
Liv winked at him and walked off to pack the few items he owned. Knox did the same, popping one of his pills with a gulp of coffee while he was at it. He couldn’t help but follow the trail of hair on Liv’s stomach with his gaze when Liv dressed. His attraction to Liv was so new, and yet something he recognized as if it had always been there, an itch under Knox’s skin. One he couldn’t imagine scratching until yesterday.
Now he’d scratch it all the time even if it were to make him bleed and cover him in scabs.
“I don’t have all day!” Frank yelled from outside.
Knox still leaned in to steal a kiss from Liv’s lips, exhilarated that hecould.
He then threw his backpack over his shoulder and walked out. Sparks danced up his spine when Liv’s fingers trailed down his forearm. They twirled over his palm, but just as Knox opened his hand to hold them, Liv’s hand was gone, and he overtook him on the way outside.
“First to join Frank gets his dick sucked,” Liv shouted, dashing off at an advantage.
Sneaky bastard.
“What?” Knox yelled with his mind blank, but he broke into a run without thinking.
Frank was too close though and Liv had too much of a head start with this stupid challenge. He was at Frank’s side first, and even patted Frank’s arm as if he were a goalpost.
Knox joined them half a second later with his mind lost in thoughts of Liv’s dick. He’d never been this obsessed with sex, but with Liv it was as if someone flipped a switch inside him. A wink from Liv was enough to make his heart do backflips.
“Come on,” Frank said, frowning at Liv’s hand, but already leading the way. “You can’t stay here, as this night has proved.”
That brought Knox’s thoughts right back to reality. “Are you… kicking us out?”
Frank shook his head and approached his truck, opening the truck bed on his way to the cab. “Get in. You need someplace to stay where you won’t be bothering me each morning and evening.”
Liv rolled onto the back of the vehicle without a moment’s hesitation, and then sat with his legs spread wide, staring at Knox as if he were undressing him already. “Sounds good to me.”
Despite the chill in the air, heat climbed up Knox’s neck, because this was happening. He’d be sucking Liv’s dick again, and Liv made sure he understood it.
“Thanks, Frank, it means—”
He didn’t get to finish, because Frank slammed the door and started the truck.
Liv called him with a gesture and winked. “Come on, give me a hug.”
It had felt so natural to cuddle naked at night, yet now Knox felt like he was getting stage fright. Liv was just thishot. Almost intimidating in his confidence.
But like the sheep he was, Knox crawled to him on all fours to avoid falling over when the truck drove over the endless bumps in the uneven road. They were leaving Frank’s home behind for an unknown place, and a future that was as unsteady as the gravel.
Knox swallowed when he slid close to Liv, but the way his best friend’s thick arm rested over his shoulders eased the tension inside, and he allowed himself to lean against him. It was a sunny morning, and bits of scrap metal shone at them, reflecting the light as if they were ice covering the artificial mounds.
It was hard to comprehend that they were so far from California, and that they’d most likely never go back. All his life Knox had dreamed about leaving, but it had seemed pointless to make plans when his money never stretched beyond immediate needs.
Would this junkyard be a new home for them, or a step on their journey? All Knox knew was that either would be fine with him as long as Liv was at his side. Because while the circumstances of their journey had been less than ideal, that had always been the plan. The two of them. Together.
He just never truly believed that dream could become reality.
Liv snorted. “Didyoudo this?” He showed the back of his hand with BRB scribbled on it with a sharpie.
