Love Slave for Two

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“Get your arse out of bed. She’ll be here soon.” Tyler’s clipped British accent spoke volumes. He only sounded that pissed when he was…well, pissed. Over eleven years together had taught Thomas that much.

Thomas rolled over and looked at Tyler. “What time is it?” he grumped.

“Seven-thirty, you silly sod. You had to stay up watching that movie.” Tyler stormed out of their bedroom. Thomas smelled coffee,  the good stuff, the caramel truffle flavor Nevvie loved.

“Okay, I’m up.” He would be once Nevvie showed, for sure.

He stumbled to the shower and heard the bathroom door open after he stepped under the spray.

“Here’s your coffee.” Thomas jumped when Tyler goosed his ass.

“Watch it, I nearly slipped.”

“Well, we could have showered together had you gotten up at a decent hour.”

Tyler left, closing the door behind him.

Nevaeh Barton. Their once-a-week housekeeper. Six months, and she still had no clue she had them eating out of her hand. Just thinking about her made him hard. He knew Ty would be sporting wood for her, too.

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