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missed. Damn. He wanted this one, wanted to see what it felt like to have those big, dark hands on his skin. Rick took his shots, sinking three in a row. He needed for Simon to say something to make the man scratch again. Or he could do it himself.
     
As Rick lined up the next one, he moved up close again. "You're got such good form. You'll have to teach me how you do it."
     
"Years and years of practice." Rick winked, shot again.
"Don't you want to correct my form?" he asked.
     
Rick chuckled low, hip bumping his. "I'm not sure you could handle a hard schooling, Ken."
     
"I could handle a hard fucking though, Rick. Something nice and long and hard."
     
"You don't practice much subtlety, do you?"
     
"Subtlety rarely gets you what you want." Subtlety was for losers who didn't have the balls to come out and say what they wanted.
     
"Oh, I don't know." Rick made another shot. "It has its place."
     
"Not at pool," he noted. Damn, he wasn't even going to get a chance to play again. Well he could make the most of giving Rick a backrub, yes, he could.
     
He shot a glance at Bay, his twin sitting near Red, watching him. Red's eyes were fastened on Rick, watching every movement. He snorted. He thought the two of them were supposed to be watching him and Bay, not each other.
     
His eyes narrowed at the thought. Could they be...? Rick made another shot, reclaiming his attention. He filed the possibility away -- it could be useful.
     
Rick scratched, handed him the cue ball with a smile. Simon got up, fetched a bottle of water from the bar. Bay wandered back over to them. He took his shot, making it
and the next two after, but scratching the fourth. Damn, he was pretty sure that had been his only chance.
     
He handed the cue ball back to Rick. "Be careful with my balls."
     
Rick lowered his voice. "Isn't that your brother's job?"
     
He laughed, delighted. "He doesn't mind sharing." Long as he got to watch.
     
"That's friendly of him. Eight ball in the corner pocket."
     
"I've got a ball in my pocket that's interested in your cue." He leaned against Rick's hip, rubbing his hard-on against the man.
     
"You're pushing farther than flirting."
     
"I want more than flirting, Rick. You said yourself I wasn't subtle." He was getting tired of the chase and wanted to get down to the doing.
     
Rick sank the eight ball, put the cue down. "My game."
     
"Yep. Looks like you get the blowjob. Lucky for you, I'm good at them."
     
"You want to continue this discussion, we'll do it in private."
     
"That's fine by me, Rick." His eyes flicked to Bay, seeing the pleading there. "You gonna let Bay come along?"
     
"Okay." Rick nodded lips tight. "To discuss ."
"Sure. Let's go."
     
He put down his cue and grabbed Rick's arm, linking his hand through it and heading off. Let Bay worry about keeping up and tagging along, Ken knew when to press his advantage.
     
And he couldn't wait to get a piece of that beautiful ass.
     
***
     
This was a huge mistake. Huge.
Vast.
     
He was considering having sex with a client's son. With a kid who had the impulse control of a gnat.
     
Why?
     
Because Simon had pissed him off. Touched him this evening, called him babe. Left him hard and heart-sick and needing. And damn it, he wanted Simon to see he was over this. See that he had moved on, that it was over. That even though he hadn't been enough to put Simon's ghosts to rest, he was man enough to have gotten over that short, haunted ass.
     
He was about to follow the twins into their bedroom when a hard hand grabbed his upper arm, spun him around. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"You're on duty, why do you care?" "They're clients."
"They're adults." "They're Jonas' boys ."
"I don't answer to you, O'Neal." God, those eyes were something else, shining, furious.
     
"You ought to answer to somebody."
     
Ken's voice sounded before he could respond, the boy standing in the doorway with his twin behind him, head leaning on Ken's shoulder. "There's no need to