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The others left them alone and Indio whispered, “What are you guys up to? Planning our wedding?”

“I told you I’m not interested in getting married. I’m too young for that.”

“Sure. Okay, then what are you planning?”

Sel knew Indio wouldn’t stop asking. So, he gave him a short version of the truth. “They’re trying to teach me to…how to be…more…submissive.”

Spitting out his coffee, Indio started to choke, and Sel patted his back until he regained his breath. “You? Submissive? That’ll be the day!”

“Hey! I can! I want to…you know, do things for you, and…it’s sexy, and…”

“Oh fuck, you’re funny. The day you’re submissive is the day I wear a sparkling gown and high heels.”

Sel laughed and whispered, “You’d look hot in that, but you’d probably break your neck if you tried to walk in heels.”

Indio turned to face him. “Be serious. What are you talking about?”

“Well, you know what they’re building here, right?”

“A resort for gay dudes, yeah.”

“And a kink club. Most of the guys here, or that will live here, anyway, are into that…lifestyle. And, well, I’ve been interested in it for a while, and you’re already pretty dominant in bed, so…”

“Oh, I get it. You want me to tie your ass up and fuck you. All you had to do was ask.”

The man was so sexy as he smirked at Sel, Sel thought he’d lose it. Those crazy eyes of his were heavily lidded as he licked over his dark, full lips and Sel moved in to kiss them.

“There’s more involved than that, but if you’re interested, we can learn together and…try it.”

Indio pushed him away and turned back to his food. “We’ll talk about it. This morning I got a text. We gotta go talk to the feds, and I’m not looking forward to it. Go get showered and dressed.”

Already, he was telling Sel what to do, and Sel had to quash his initial reaction of telling him where to stick his order. Swallowing all the words he was ready to spit at him, Sel nodded and got up from the table, hurrying to their little bunkroom.

Sitting on the bed, he took a few deep breaths and thought of their sex. Yes, he was the submissive in bed…somewhat.

Overcoming every natural instinct he had would be difficult, but to get the guy he was falling for, he decided he’d try. And man, he’d have to try really hard. “This is going to suck.”

He showered and dressed and when he got back to the bunkroom, Indio was there, changing. “Aren’t you showering?”

“I did. I was in the other bathroom.”

His dark hair always looked wet, it shined so, and as Sel got closer to him, he smelled the soap. “Hold me.”

Indio wrapped his arms around Sel and kissed his head. “Nervous?”

“Yeah. I’m not afraid of the feds, but what if we say something wrong? They could think you did this on purpose.”

“I did. I shot him to save you. Believe me, Dante, Eight, all the guys giving me orders were pretty straight about wanting the fucker alive.”

“I know. They wanted to make sure the money went back to Harrison’s kids. The kids he claimed, anyway. Whether Harrison was a dick to his son or not, it wasn’t their fault.”

Indio whispered, “You’ll be fine. You’re smart like that. Those feds will be scared of you before you’re done with them.”

The confidence Indio had in him made him want to do the same for Indio. If being dominant made Indio happy, Sel would do it. He’d do anything for the guy. “Thanks.”

“Let’s get going. I’d actually like to get some more sleep.”

He was actually relieved. In the short time they’d been awake, he’d been dragging. “All the excitement, I guess.”

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