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Chapter 15

“Come on in, the water’s fine,” he said, crooking a finger at Beau. Beau ditched his jeans and joined Hector on the mattress.

“What do you want?” Hector asked him, tracing circles and lines on Beau’s sensitive lower belly, trailing the line of hair that vanished into his drawers—nothing fancy, just plain old tighty-whities, twelve to a pack, bought by his mom and labeled so she didn’t get his mixed up with Lee’s.

Beau snorted. “Like I even know…”

Hec ran an exploring hand down Beau’s thigh, grinning as muscles leapt under his palm. “Okay, we’ll make it up as we go along,” he said. “Tell me if you don’t like something. Truly, I won’t be upset.”