Page 59 of Double Shot

“Nah.” It was clearly a subject they didn’t want to discuss, because Vince immediately moved on. “Busy tonight?”

I snorted. “No, never. Oh, hey!” I perked up when I remembered Brian was their co-worker at Goliaths, and he’d be coming back from the diner soon. They’d probably want to say hello.

Although… I kind of wanted Brian to myself. I wanted to actually get to know him. Not just have sex with him.

Well, I also wanted to have a lot more sex with him, but that probably wouldn’t happen tonight. I was working. Ugh.

I decided not to mention him. Once these two were squared away in their room for the night, they were definitely not going to re-emerge, so we’d most likely be left alone.

“Yeah?” Vince asked when I didn’t say anything more.

“Um… just…” I retrieved the card reader and held it out. “So you didn’t enjoy the arcade?”

“I enjoyed it,” Crossbody said, crossing his arms. “I would’ve enjoyed it more if other people playing the games weren’t dirty fucking cheaters.”

“I really don’t think that nine-year-old was cheating, babe,” Vince said patiently, tucking his card back into his wallet.

“He was a little shit.” Crossbody’s lip curled. “He was cheating. Somehow.”

Vince laughed, shoving his wallet back into his pocket before reaching up to clasp Crossbody’s nape. “I love you,” he told him, mouth still turned up into a grin.

I sighed dreamily, pressing a hand to my chest. Unholy shit, that was too precious. The fae’s cheeks flushed bright pink as he gazed down at Vince.

“I love you too.” He darted a quick look at me. “But… what was that for?”

Vince shrugged, releasing his nape. “You’re just a competitive fucker. Like me. Just made me think about how much I love you.”

I cleared my throat and straightened when I felt a wave of arousal blast from the fae. Oh my. When I saw the gleam in Crossbody’s eyes as he stared at his ghoul boyfriend, I hurriedly busied myself with reaching for the mouse and completing their booking.

“Here’s your key.” I held it out, then winced. “Oh, wait. Just so you know, someone is checked into the room next door to you, room fourteen, so maybe you could keep it down tonight?”

“Good job I brought the ball gag,” Vince muttered with a smirk, which made Crossbody glare at him, his face turning pink.

If I didn’t know that Brian would be coming back soon to spend the evening with me, I would’ve been desperately trying to pry more of that kind of information out of them. But for the first time ever, I actually wanted to hurry them up.

And I also wasn’t going to walk past their room a million times to eavesdrop and soak up all that delicious, unrestrained sexual energy.

Wow. Was this what maturing felt like?

“Anyway, no problem,” Vince told me. “Don’t wanna traumatise anyone. We can keep it down.”

“Tha—Wait.” I stopped when I remembered how poorly Harold had acted toward me, for no reason other than the fact that I was an incubus. “Actually, be as loud as you want. Be even louder than you normally are. Fuck like there’s no tomorrow. Fuck with wild abandon. Blow his back out, babe,” I said to Vince while nodding at Crossbody, whose nostrils flared as his scandalised gaze snapped to me.

“Excuse me?”

“I plan to.” Vince snickered, grabbing the key. “So we don’t like the guests in room fourteen?”

“He was pretty rude about incubi.”

The ghoul’s lip curled. “Fuck him, then. Okay, babe.” He delivered a firm smack to Crossbody’s ass. “We got work to do. Let’s go. Get that ass moving.”

“Vince,” Crossbody muttered, a flush creeping over the back of his neck as he ducked his head.

The ghoul waved a hand. “Klaus here has heard it all, babe.”

“I really have,” I told them cheerfully. “Nothing shocks me anymore. Working at a motel really lets you see people at their most raw and unfiltered. It can be a lot.”

“I bet.” Vince cocked his head, eyeing me. “You know, you’re actually a pretty interesting guy, Klaus. I bet you’d be fun to have a beer with.”