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the coffee table, and retreated to the bathroom to shower away a day of oil and fevered sweat. After, he drifted back to the couch and flaked out in front of the TV. He was all but asleep when his cell phone roused him.
    Sonny. Cam sed ure sick?
    Sonny? What the fuck? Levi sat up and rubbed his eyes. His digits were known to quite a few models at Blue Boy, but he was pretty sure Sonny Valentine wasn’t one of them. He wandered into the kitchen, tapping out a reply, and downed a generous shot of bourbon to clear the congestion in his chest.
    Yea. B back soon.
    Need anything?
    Like what?
    Drugs? Gatorade?
    I’m good. Thx.
    Levi paused after he sent the last reply, deliberating over another shot of hard liquor, before he sent another message.
    Why?
    Why what?
    Why you askin?
    There was a break in the quick-fire texts then. Levi took his cell phone into the bedroom and dropped it on the bed. He came back from brushing his teeth to find it still blank, and it remained so until it rang a little while later and woke him for a second time.
    He fumbled for the phone, barely registering that the screen was lit up with Sonny’s number, and pressed the Call button with his thumb.
    “’Lo?”
    “Did I wake you?”
    “Yep.”
    “Sorry,” Sonny said, though he didn’t sound all that contrite.
    Levi rolled over, scrubbed a hand over his face, and glanced at the clock. It was just after midnight, and he’d spent most of the evening asleep, but he still felt like death. Maybe the half-pint of bourbon wasn’t such a good idea. “How did you get this number?”
    “Cam gave it to me.”
    “Oh, yeah? Why did he do that?”
    Sonny laughed softly. “Does it matter? Or would you rather know why I wanted it?”
    There was a pause as Levi considered his answer. His apartment was quiet and still, but at Sonny’s end, he could hear the distant sound of pounding dance music. He wondered if Sonny was dancing at Silver. “Why did you want it?”
    “I saw your scene with Kai.”
    Oh. “And?”
    “And…I don’t know, man. Jon said you signed up for the three-way. I was kinda hoping you wouldn’t.”
    “You woke me up to tell me that?”
    Sonny was silent. Levi pushed himself up on one elbow and looked out of the window. The sky was dark and clear. A handful of stars glittered against the midnight backdrop. “Listen, this has been epic, but I feel like crap. I gotta sleep. Are we done?”
    “Have you bottomed for someone like Rex before?”
    Levi sighed. Clearly this wasn’t over, but he wasn’t about to admit that he’d never had anything bigger than a tongue up his ass before, let alone a monster cock like Rex’s. “What do you care?”
    “I’ll take that as a no,” Sonny said. “And I don’t care, as such. I’m just trying to figure you out. I’m not like you. I like to know who’s putting their dick in my ass.”
    “Porn star with a conscience?”
    “Maybe. Or maybe I’m discerning. Ever tried it?”
    And so it went on. Levi woke up the following morning with the keypad of his phone imprinted on the side of his face, and a vague memory of falling asleep with Sonny’s soft accent still chattering in his ear.
    Still, until Sonny appeared on his doorstep a week later, he was utterly convinced the whole conversation was the result of an alcohol-induced fever dream.

Chapter Six
    Levi yanked open his front door, fresh from the gym and dressed only in sweatpants. He did a double take at Sonny’s lean, agile frame leaning on the opposite wall of the corridor. “What the hell are you doing here?”
    Sonny smirked and pushed himself off the wall, eyeing his bare chest. “Nice. I told you I’d come by tonight and show you how to stretch for your big bottom scene.”
    “You did?”
    “Duh, yeah.” Sonny slipped under his arm and into the apartment. “What the hell? Were you drunk or something?”
    “Or something,” Levi said, unimpressed by the mere presence of Sonny in his home and the implications of something he