Bad Habit by K. A. Mitchell

Author:K. A. Mitchell [Mitchell, K. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-747-1
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“WHY ARE we here again?” Liam peered down the cement driveway to the dilapidated garage. Obviously Scott hadn’t been hanging frozen in storage while they’d been apart, but Liam had never expected that his grumpy-ass boyfriend would develop a social network like a fucking Facebook addict. Cops, music critics, and now people who lived in single-family homes in a nice suburban neighborhood.

“Need to talk to someone about a part.”

That at least made sense. Liam hadn’t realized how weirded out this so-called date was making him until the lurch in his belly faded. Then he tripped on a raised crack in the cement and had to steady himself against the side of the Buick. This was stupid. With the time it took to drive over here, they could already be in that hotel room, be recovering for round two.

Scott shot Liam a look from over the top of the Buick’s roof but at least had enough sense not to ask if Liam was okay. They fell back into step next to each other as they rounded the car.

“You nervous?” Scott asked instead.

“Why the fuck would I be?” Liam had been along a bunch of times when Scott was tracking down a part of some kind. The only risk involved was how bored Liam was going to be if they got in deep on carburetor barrels and feedback. Right now, it was enough to be out of the house.

Scott shrugged. “Big night tonight. ’Specially after that write-up.”

And a lot of people might show up or they could be playing to an audience of six. Which would definitely be worse.

“Thanks for mentioning it,” Liam grumbled, though he hadn’t been nervous until just that moment.

“Figured it was why you were being such a bitch.”

“Fuck off. It’s from you giving me blue balls.”

Scott had been so damned busy last night, Liam had barely had time to do more than grind on him as he passed through the narrow hall. When Reeve offered to drive him home after Rage Mist’s first set, Liam had grabbed the chance to stop making himself crazy.

And now this fucking errand.

Liam expected Scott to keep going into the garage, but he turned into the backyard. Instead of a junker on blocks, there was a small bricked patio area with a grill and a glass-topped table and umbrella with six lawn chairs around it.

No parts, no car, no people.

That was until the back door slammed open. Bare feet slapped against the wooden steps as a guy—young at first glance—bounced down them, cradling a coffee mug. An electric-green silk bathrobe left most of his smooth chest bare and ended just above the leg hole of the boxers that looked too big for him. He definitely did not look like a guy interested in cars.

He sauntered right up to Liam and subjected him to a brief scrutiny; then the man’s wide lips suddenly curved into a grin. “Hel-lo, sexy. I was so hoping it was you.”

Liam froze.

“Are those big shades blocking most of

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