Infuriating - Onley James Page 0,64

anything.”

Jackson called Webster and relayed this new information before hanging up. “It can’t hurt to at least run a background check on the guy.”

Day went quiet, his top teeth digging into his bottom lip until Jackson tugged it free, rubbing his thumb across it.

“I don’t want to spend my whole life looking over my shoulder, Jackson,” Day said, his voice one step above a whisper.

Jackson could see the toll this was all taking on him. Day was good at hiding, good at making a joke out of things that he couldn’t fix. Good at using sex as a shield to protect himself from everything he’d been through in his life. But this was all wearing on him. He had slight bluish purple shadows under his eyes, and he looked pale under the dim bedroom lights. Jackson wondered if Day was eating enough. He certainly wasn’t getting much sleep. That was Jackson’s fault. “You won’t. We’ll figure this out. He’s going to make a mistake eventually. He might have already. Okay?”

Day nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

Jackson stood, bringing Day with him. “No use going to sleep. Let’s take a shower before the guys get here to sweep the place. Then I’ll make you breakfast. You need to eat something.” Jackson sighed. “Besides, I gotta call Jimmy and let him know what’s been going on. I haven’t spoken to him since you got the email.”

Day grimaced at Jimmy’s name. Jackson didn’t blame him. He had no idea how his father had been friends with Jimmy, much less partners. He always struck Jackson as being greasy. There was just always something off about the guy.

“Can we have sex in the shower?” Day asked, jumping into Jackson’s arms, fully confident Jackson would catch him.

Jackson rolled his eyes as his hands found Day’s ass and squeezed. “You are insatiable. We don’t have a lot of time.”

He wrapped his legs around Jackson’s torso, grinding his semi-hard cock against Jackson’s. “I don’t need a lot of time, Daddy. Promise.”

“You’re such a little monster,” Jackson murmured, catching Day’s lips in a dirty kiss.

“I just have a weird fear response… It makes me horny,” Day said between kisses before leaning back and giving him an exaggerated pout. “It’s not my fault. I had a bad childhood.”

Jackson chuckled. “I’m sure that’s what it is. Your bad childhood. Not that you’re just a giant ball of hormones.”

“I could make a really corny joke here about making this whore moan but it’s beneath me,” Day said, still actively rubbing his cock against Jackson’s now equally hard erection through the thin material of their shorts. “This is good too, you know? You could just put me up against the wall and we could rub off on each other.”

Jackson placed biting kisses over Day’s mouth before teasing his tongue between Day’s lips. “What am I going to do with you?”

“I have an alphabetized list,” Day assured him. “We’re at F for frotting.”

Jackson gave Day what he was begging for, quick and dirty, setting him down on the bathroom counter and pushing their shorts out of the way so their cocks could slot together. It felt amazing, but Jackson was enthralled with Day and the blissful look on his face while he worked himself against Jackson, head thrown back, lips parted, breathing heavy. He was just too fucking beautiful. When Day came, Jackson used his release to jerk himself off hard and fast, kissing Day deep before spilling between them.

Day fell back on his hands, grinning at Jackson, and his heart did this funny skipped beat thing. Yeah, Day was definitely it for Jackson. He couldn’t imagine not having him in his life. Now, he just had to convince Day of that.

Groups of people moved in and out of Jackson’s apartment all day, checking every nook and cranny for the cameras he was certain were there. In the end, he was right. Somebody had managed to slip into his home without detection, replacing the smoke detectors downstairs with ones containing a tiny camera as well as one in the upstairs hallway. Luckily, there were none in the bedrooms.

Day had sat on the sofa, legs pulled beneath him, chewing on his thumbnail as strangers pretended not to look at him as they moved around their boss’s home. He did his best to stay quiet and out of the way, but when three strangers entered his room, he jumped up, suddenly realizing they intended to go through all of his things. His personal private things. Day already felt like