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Trev toed off his boots and pulled his hoodie over his head. He ignored Jupiter’s staring as he undressed, and he left his clothes in a messy heap on the floor beside his boots. He picked up the shorts and T-shirt, boldly strutting into the bathroom. He could hear Jupiter’s footsteps following him, but he kept his focus on the task at hand.

He really wanted a shower, but a bath provided much better visuals.

Trev set the clothing on the counter and then bent over to turn on the water in the tub. He didn’t make a big show of it, well aware Jupiter was still watching, and he helped himself to some bodywash to use as bubble bath as the tub filled.

He glanced over his shoulder, feigning surprise to see Jupiter in the doorway. “What? You wanna join me?”

Jupiter sipped his drink. “And if I say yes?”

“If. Pffft.” Trev laughed as he slipped into the tub. He groaned as he sank down into the bubbly water. “Pour me some vodka first and then get your ass in here.”

“Be right there, baby doll.”

Chapter

Eight

“How do you want it?” Jupiter asked. “Straight?”

“No, gay. But thanks for asking.”

“Ha ha.” Jupiter chuckled, heading back to the bar.

Trev turned off the water now that the tub was full and then settled into the bubbles. He allowed himself to relax, trying to plan his next move. His best bet to get out of this room still seemed to be the window right above this tub, and he was confident he could break it with his lockbox.

That might make a lot of noise though.

Maybe he could lock the bathroom door and block it with something to buy himself enough time to get through the window.

Hopefully without cutting himself.

Or breaking any bones.

Ugh.

Jupiter returned, offering a glass of vodka to Trev. “Here.”

“Thanks.” Trev accepted it and took a small sip. “So, are you getting in here with me?”

“I am.” Jupiter removed his tie.

“And what are we going to do?” Trev let his smile turn sly.

“We’re going to talk,” Jupiter said as he set his glass down on the side of the tub so he could take off his jacket.

“Talk?” Trev made a face. “That doesn’t sound like very much fun.”

“Oh, trust me.” Jupiter laughed. “It’s going to be very exciting.”

Trev enjoyed the vision of Jupiter stripping down, and he looked over his broad, powerful body with unrestrained hunger. He hadn’t been able to see much of Jupiter before since he’d kept his clothes on or it had been too dark to appreciate how stunning he was. Jupiter was hot, bulging in all the right places, and Trev wanted to bathe him with his tongue.

He didn’t have to pretend to be attracted to Jupiter at least.

That part was easy.

“If you say so, sir,” Trev teased, pausing to take another sip of vodka. “I think there’s much more exciting things I could be doing with my mouth, but hey, you’re in charge.”

Jupiter touched Trev’s shoulder, urging him to move forward. He slid into the tub behind him, spreading his legs so Trev could sit between them and lie back against his chest.