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What the bloody fuck just happened?

GABRIEL/BEZALIEL

“Mr. Reed, we don’t have a personal assistant available at the moment.” Evelyn’s voice over the phone sounds apologetic.

“I understand,” I say.

No, you fucking don’t, Bez huffs.

“I’ll try to contact more agencies.”

“Please do.” I hang up, turning my desk chair around to look outside my office window. The sunset has painted the high buildings with orange and red brushes. The colorful sight is quite stunning even after many years. But I’m not completely engaged in the beauty of it.

Firing another temp PA wasn’t a smart move. The last one was passable in the office, but clearly after another position, a more intimate one. Not to mention the way she treated Lori, the bathroom incident at the charity dinner had certainly been an eye opener.

An image of Lori moving around in that tight black dress, which emphasized the generous curve of his round rear, the sharp edges of his narrow hips, and the soft arc of his neck pops in my brain. The feel of his warm body as Bez jerked off against him comes next, along with the sweet way he tasted and the wild desire filling his eyes.

Such pretty eyes, Bez comments.I prefer his fleshy, meaty ass.

I still can’t believe I let Bez take over.

You didn’tletme do a fucking thing. You wanted it, Gabe. You want Lori. Wake the fuck up, and let’s fucking take him already.Bez huffs.

It’s not that easy. We can’t just take…

I always take, Bez reminds me. And it’s true, he does without thinking about the consequences. It’s good I’m a lawyer and know how to navigate the law, otherwise we’d be rotting in a cell.

You can’t just take this time,I tell him. Because Lori is not like one of his fucks in a bar.

Why do you always have to be so boringly logic?Bez complains.

Logical,I correct him. Knowing too well how much he hates it.

Fuck you.

What happened last night had been surprising. I hadn’t expected Lori to enjoy what Bez did.

And that kiss.

Bez had pulled back for a moment when Lori attacked my lips. The moment his tongue speared my mouth, I just lost it. Kissinghas always been an act of foreplay I never particularly liked. But with Lori, it turned into a passionate battle for dominance, a duel of tongues.

I’m not sure who won. But I know I’d very much like to make him submit to me. To bite again that sexy dip on his lower lip.

I shake my head in an attempt to dispel those thoughts even though my cock remains half hard while I continue to work.

Sometime later, my phone chimes.

It’s the stupid chat Rami created, Bros&Spouses. And speaking of my idiotic brother…

Rami: I was thinking about reproduction. How would it work for C-3PO?

Your bros are a bunch of idiots,Bezgrumbles.It’s a relief you’re not actually related.

You mean biologically related.

Whatever.

Michael: He’d multiply through mitosis