Page 43 of Unrequited Sloth

“He’s very into aftercare and likes to cuddle afterwards.”

“He sounds like a Dom,” said Gabriel.

“No, I asked him that. Apart from the choking thing, he’s fairly vanilla. He does like the dirty talk, but that’s a big turn-on for you as well, so I think you’d be a brilliant match. He’s older than you. Only three years, but someone with a bit more experience would be good for you.”

“Hmmm.”

“What?” asked Jason.

“It’s a lot of effort to go to for someone else. How many men did you interview on my behalf?”

Dexter snorted.

“And don’t think your role in this has gone unnoticed.”

Dexter’s eyes widened.

“Just let Sergio know I am not interested, and do not mention Bobby to him. If this gets back to him, I’ll have a word with both of your men.”

“Simon doesn’t scare me,” said Dexter. “We’re equals.”

“You want to test that theory?”

Dexter said nothing, so Gabriel turned his glare on Jason.

“I will speak to Patrick.”

Jason scoffed, so Gabriel leaned forward.

“And tell him you have a spare key to your cock cage.”

Jason blushed and sat back.

“I’ll stand Sergio down.”

“Excellent. Shall we order dinner?”

They both nodded with smiles, so they were good. They meant well and were obviously concerned about him, especially as they’d heard him pine over Bobby for two years. But they had nothing to worry about. He had it handled.

“Where’s your husband?” came a voice Gabriel was hoping he wouldn’t hear again.

“What are you doing here, Dillon?”

“Just having a drink with some mates.”

“Why don’t you piss off back to them and leave me alone, then. Haven’t you caused enough damage?”

“I’m not the one who married my sister’s fiancé.”

“What’s he talking about?” asked Jason.

Dillon looked at them, and his face lit up as if all his Christmases had come at once.

“Oh, they don’t know.”

“Dillon, why don’t you fuck off.”

Gabriel had never been violent in his life, but he had this overwhelming urge to punch Dillon in the face. He understood how Bobby felt.