Chapter 36

“Aight then.” Key smacks Joey’s thigh, then uses Joey’s leg as leverage to push himself to his feet. “Let’s head on over into the booth and see what kind of damage we can do.”

E-Z leads the way, heading back into the isolation booth where he retrieved the stool. Miles and Cage follow. Joey starts to stand, but he’s surprised to find Key standing in front of him, hand out, offering to help him up. With a shrug, Joey slips his fingers around Key’s and lets himself be hauled off the loveseat. The palm in his is warm and dry and firm, and Joey can feel the strength in Key’s grip as he’s pulled forward.

Next thing he knows, he’s stumbling into Key with all the finesse of a drunken date. His hands brush over the front of Key’s shirt, looking for purchase, finding none. His world fills with Key’s sharp scent as his face heats up with embarrassment. He takes a step back and his knees buckle, he’s going to fall onto the loveseat again, God, he’s such an awkward ass…