“Yup, you did.” The “shit” had come out distorted. He’d been bored and gotten his tongue pierced. That had been three weeks ago, but he was still getting used to the jewelry in his mouth.
“Of course I’ll forgive you if I get to see this surprise you have for Sully,” Liam said.
Kit stuck his tongue out at Liam, and I sucked in a deep breath. I’d pretended to be mad about the piercing, mainly because of a job we’d had to postpone, since he’d needed time to heal properly. But I loved that glint of gold barbell that flashed whenever he spoke. And when we kissed…
“Still can’t believe you got a tongue piercing,” Liam said. “Though it was sweet relief to my ears when you couldn’t speak for a while. Remember that, Sully? You should encourage him to get another real soon.”
“Who said I didn’t?” Kit asked. “That’s the surprise I wanted to share with Sully.” He placed a hand on my chest, and pecked me on the lips.
“A new piercing?” Liam asked, beating me to it. “I don’t see it anywhere.”
“Because it’s covered with clothes.”
“Prove it.”
“He’s not proving anything.” I brushed a kiss over Kit’s ear. “Did you really?” I whispered.
He nodded and took a bite out of what was left of my pizza, moaning with his eyes closed. I caught Liam watching Kit with his mouth open. I leaned over, grabbed the pizza from his hand, and shoved it into his mouth. “You look like you need some help.”
He glared at me, chewed, and swallowed, then took a sip of his beer. “Tell your boy to stop eating like he’s fucking. Going to grab my laptop from the car and then we can begin.”
Kit opened his eyes wide. “What did I do?”
“You heard him. Are you eating or having sex?”
“Is there a difference?”
I scowled. “There’d better be.”
He laughed. “I need food for survival.”
I took his hand and pressed it against my semi. “And you don’t need this to survive? Because I can make Liam wait and prove otherwise.”
“We better not, but later I’ll expect you to show me.”
“Right after you show me yours.”
He fluttered his lashes at me and wrapped his arms around my neck. “It’s my dick. I got my dick pierced, and it feels so weird right now.”
“Are you in pain?”
He shook his head. “You know how you walk around with a dick, but you never really think about having one until you need it to take a piss, wank off, or fuck something?”
What the hell was he getting at? “Yeah?”
“Well, I’m very much aware right now I’ve got a dick, Sully. I can’t not be aware because the piercings throb a bit.”
“Wait a minute. Did you just say piercings? As in more than one?”
“More than one what?” Liam came back into the kitchen and set his laptop on the island. When both Kit and I were silent, he sighed. “I swear, ever since you two got together, you’ve made me feel like a fifth wheel.”
“I tried to hook you up.” Kit scooped Cinnamon up from the floor and sat next to me with the kitty purring in his arms. “We could be having a double date by now, but you’re too good for Tack.”
Liam snorted. “As if it’s not bad enough he’s shallow, I also know now that he’s a stripper, so no thank you.”
Kit pursed his lips, his gaze clouding over. And Liam didn’t even realize he’d hurt Kit’s feelings.
“What’s wrong with being a stripper?” Kit asked. “I was a prostitute. Are you saying Sully shouldn’t have gotten together with me?”