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O h, Harlow looked so murdery right now. Foxx struggled to hold back his laugh as the dhampir kept glancing over at him, his eyes narrowed. The man was so fun to wind up.

“First guess!” he hummed, as he thought over what he knew, which wasn’t much. “Well, I know you’re a hacker, obviously. Do you work for a crime family?”

“Nope,” Gavin said.

That was good, mob bosses were a pain to deal with. “Dated a mob boss once, would not recommend,” he mused absently.

“Is the guy still alive?” Harlow growled.

“Nope.” Foxx chuckled. “So, not the mob, but definitely criminal related. Anything to do with money laundering?”

“It’s involved, but not the main business.”

Which meant the organization received money illegally. He wrinkled his nose as he asked, “It’s not drugs, is it?”

Gavin scoffed. “Fuck no, I have standards.”

Foxx pursed his lips. “Not a group of terrorists, I’m guessing.”

“Nope, but can be vaguely related, and we can cross paths at times.”

The light bulb went off in his head. “OH, oh, ohh! I know, I know! Assassins!”

“DING, DING, DING! You are correct, my fine vampire!” Gavin chuckled .

Foxx clapped! “Oh, that’s so cool! But never get found out while you're here, because that would fall under our jurisdiction.”

“Ahh, a legal reason to kill you,” Harlow said snidely.

“Like we’d ever get caught,” the dragon scoffed. “Well, since I answered a question for you, why don’t you answer one of mine?”

“Question? Sure!”

Gavin cleared his throat. “So, either of you could probably answer this. It’s about Wes, your therapist, right?”

“Yes, he is,” Harlow growled. “But you'll have to find a different one, he doesn’t need another psycho patient.”

“I have no interest in being his client, and that wasn’t my question. My question is…is the human currently dating anyone, and is he into men?”

Foxx hummed. “I think there is a good possibility that he is at least bisexual. Not sure if he’s seeing anyone though.”

“How in the fuck would we know either of those things?!” Harlow barked. “Also, isn’t he a bit old for you?! He may look my age, but he is, in fact, nearing sixty. Even if he was my age, that would still be too fucking old for you!”

Gavin laughed. “Yeah, I was a bit surprised by that fact. Genetics are a wondrous thing. But the age thing won’t matter in the long run. Also, you shouldn’t be saying shit about it, since Foxx is literally hundreds of years older than you.”

“Yes, but mentally?—”

“Finish that sentence and you will regret it. I promise you that, Old Man,” he warned with a sweet smile.

“I mean, I don’t see the problem, I was just pointing out that your mentality matches your clothing choices,” Harlow said with a smug smirk.

Foxx’s smile widened. “Oh, is that so? Then you’ll understand when the next thing I embroider on your clothes matches with my ‘mentality’.”

The man’s smile dropped. “Leave my clothes the fuck alone!”

“No, I don’t think I will.”

“You are such a fucking brat.”

“Which, again, is why you won’t be surprised! ”

Foxx reached over and ran his hand down the man’s arm. “So much room to add things.”

“You touch my jacket again and I swear I’ll?—”

“You’ll what?” he pressed sweetly, smile still in place.

Harlow glared, his face twisting as the dhampir no doubt struggled to come up with something other than his normal, usually violent threats. “I will add more cameras in our apartment!”

His smile dropped. “They didn’t even work to keep Gavin’s ass out!”

“He is literally a fucking assassin!” the dhampir snapped, before looking at the dragon and growling, “Also, who the fuck have you been dating, that someone who is almost sixty is even in the running as a possible dating prospect?!”

Oh, that’s interesting. Harlow actually sounded like he was a bit bothered by the idea of Gavin dating someone so much older than him. Not worried per se, but pissed off at least, possibly even a bit murdery about it.

But as that was not something he could answer or question—considering how much older he was compared to Harlow—instead, Foxx just pointed out, “Technically, he’s a hacker who works for assassins.”

Eyes slightly wide, the dragon hesitated before slowly saying, “I mean, to be fair, I didn’t kill my way in, but I did hack your security. As for my dating history…I think it would be best for all involved if I keep that to myself. It's likely safer for my exes’…”

Foxx snorted. Yep, good to know he hadn’t been the only one who’d heard the threat in Harlow’s question.

“Fine,” the dhampir huffed. “I’ll just ask those three morons who raised you.”

Gavin’s expression pinched. “I prefer if you not do that.”

“Anyway, point made! He’s a hacker who works with assassins! Most of the dumb fuck people who are after me wouldn’t know how to hack their way out of a paper fucking bag,” Harlow drawled, clearly ignoring that the man had even spoken.

“Uhh, how about I help you set up better security, you forget all about my dating life, and then you don’t harass Juno, Linx, and Indri?” the dragon traitorously suggested.

“Gavin!” he gasped. “You are not supposed to be helping him!”

“Sorry, Foxx, but I have known him longer, and I’d rather him not dig. Also, his house did get blown up, sooo…”

“See! He understands taking necessary safety measures,” Harlow said snidely.

The dragon cleared his throat. “I mean, it would be for more safety. For everyone involved, including myself.”

Gavin seemed to not realize that Harlow had made no promises in terms of digging. But Foxx wasn’t going to point that out. Because if Gavin was going to betray him this way, then Foxx was going to actively help the dhampir dive as deep as he wanted to go into the dragon’s love life!

“You are not adding more cameras or security to our bloody apartment! An apartment, mind you, that we will be moving out of, hopefully at some point in the near future. At least, we will unless I end up murdering your ass after you piss me off one too many times!”

“Oh, so Foxx threatens back,” Gavin said in a ‘how about that’ type of way. “Wait, you’re planning to move?”

“He apparently has a pile of dead boyfriends buried somewhere. Either way, I’m happy that you brought that up, Foxx! It’s the perfect time for me to ask Gavin to help me plan our future security, in the house we build together. And, oh, will it be over the top, because his paranoia far outshines mine!” The dhampir smirked, the bastard looking overly smug.

“Hah, so much to take in.” The dragon laughed hesitantly. “I'm not sure what to respond to first. I think I’m gonna ignore the pile of dead boyfriends and focus on the house part. First, never thought you’d ever choose to live with someone, let alone build a house together with that person. But, yes, I’ll help you, and yes, your paranoia has nothing on mine.”

“No, no, no, bloody fucking hell no!” Foxx hissed.

“It’s happening!” Harlow chuckled.

“I said no!”

“Oh, I have so many fun new gadgets to show you!” Gavin cried excitedly .

The dhampir glanced back briefly, the man sounding way too stupidly interested as he asked, “Gadgets?”

Foxx let out a hiss and bit Harlow on the shoulder, glaring up from where he was chomping down.

“Cat.” Harlow snorted.

He jerked away. “I AM NOT A CAT!”

“Cats bite, therefore you are a cat.”

“You know what also bites?! Vampires!” Foxx snapped.

“Mmm, and so do dhampirs.” Harlow started to eye him in a way that made him want to cover his neck.

“Don’t even think about it! You have bagged blood, Mr. Loves To Bite My Ass.”

The man looked away with a huff, grumbling, “But you taste better.”

“Completely ignoring the ass biting thing. Holy fuck, he is pouting!” Gavin rasped. “Did you replace his brain or something?!”

Foxx snorted. “Hardly.”

Harlow sputtered. “I am not pouting!”

“You so are,” he giggled.

“I am not! I do not pout!” the dhampir growled.

“Oh, then what are you doing right now?” Foxx asked sweetly.

Harlow glared, and slowly said, “I’m…showing my discontent.”

“In other words, pouting.”

“Yep, definitely pouting.” Gavin laughed.

“Ugh, I could have just killed you both.” The dhampir groaned angrily once again. “Why…why was I so stupid?!”

“Bit more dramatic now, isn’t he?” the dragon mused.

“DRAMATIC!?”

Foxx burst into giggles.