his couch.
“Speaking of porn.”
“Huh?” Levi glanced up again. He felt like hours had passed since the last time one of them had spoken, but it was clear by the amusement in AJ’s eyes that he was being dopey. “What the fuck are you talking about now?”
AJ pointed across the street. Levi followed his gaze and spotted Cam, his one real friend from Blue Boy, heading his way. He shut the books with a relieved sigh. Cam lived in Venice Beach but sometimes dropped by the garage on his way to the gym. It had been a while, though. Levi had missed him.
Cam ditched his skateboard at the door, bumped fists with AJ, and made his way to the back of the garage. He flopped onto the tattered old couch and punched Levi’s shoulder. “Whoa. So you really are sick. Man, you look like hell. Why aren’t you at home in that big empty bed of yours?”
Levi rolled his eyes, and ruffled Cam's unruly hair. He should’ve figured his early-morning phone call to Jon wouldn’t take long to reach Cam’s ears. Maybe the rumors about their not-so-secret relationship were true. “Fuck you. I’m okay.”
“You don’t look it.”
“Been saying that all damn day,” AJ called from behind the bike he was working on. “Stubborn asshole just came in to bug me.”
“Come here and say that.” Levi scowled, but AJ shrugged and went back to his work. He’d known Levi too long to be intimidated by his trademark growl. Levi turned his attention to Cam, taking in his shaggy auburn hair and bright green eyes. The dude was hot and still looked twenty-one. “How’s tricks?”
“Not bad, not bad.” Cam leaned back, folding his hands behind his head. “Haven’t seen you around the studio for a while.”
“I was there on Thursday. You’re the one who’s never around.”
That was the other reason he suspected the rumors about Cam and Jon were true. He didn’t pay much attention to such things, but he couldn’t remember the last time Cam shot a hard-core scene.
Cam eyed him, as unfazed as AJ. “I’ve been around. I heard you were sick, but I thought you might be hiding out from Rex’s monster cock.”
“You heard about that?” Levi frowned. Jon had told him he was keeping the scene on the down low until it was shot. It was a big deal that one of Blue Boy’s most exclusive tops was going to break his own rules, and it had to be managed right, though Levi suspected Jon wanted to be sure Levi would go through with it before he leaked any publicity.
AJ threw down his wrench and wiped his hands, cutting off Cam’s reply. “On that note, I’m taking a lunch break.”
It was midafternoon, but Levi wasn’t about to point out that lunch had come and gone. Discussing the three-way in front of AJ didn’t feel right. The dude was barely forty, but he was the closest Levi had to a father figure in his life. He waited for him to cross the street before he turned back to Cam and said, “I’m not hiding from anything.”
“Wouldn’t blame you if you were. I wouldn’t want to be breaking myself in with Rex. What were you thinking? Are you fucking insane?”
Levi sighed. It was Cam all over to cut right to the chase. “Jon made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”
“I’ll bet.”
Levi let the silence hang, waiting for Cam to confess that he was indeed sleeping with Jon, but no such confession came. He sighed again under his breath. It had been a few months since the rumors had started, but he'd never talked about it with Cam, and he found himself equal parts frustrated and relieved. Frustrated because, away from the madness of porn, he considered Cam a friend, and relieved because, well, he didn’t get it. At thirty-eight, Jon was hot enough, and he’d always been good to Levi, but really, who wanted a porn boss for a boyfriend? A man who spent all his time thinking about other dudes having sex?
“Earth to Levi?”
“Huh?”
Cam waved his hand in front of Levi’s face. “Something on your mind?”
“Like