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“But how many men have you kissed?” Vegas presses, pulling Pete closer. “Am I the first?” He kisses him and it’s sweet if a bit heated. Pete feels a low hum of arousal curl in his gut. Nothing urgent. “Am I the only?” He kisses him again, a bit deeper, a bit hungrier—
“Two,” Pete blurts out before he can stop himself.
Vegas raises his brow but the smile on his face is still teasing. “Oh? Who was the other one? One of the main family bodyguards? Did you get bored in that huge house and decide to experiment?”
“Hardly,” Pete scoffs. Then grins up at Vegas because he’s about to blow his mind. “It was Porsche.”
He’s right. Vegas bursts into incredulous laughter, letting Pete go as he falls back into the bed. “Porsche?” He’s barely able to get the word out. “You kissed Porsche?” Then he rolls back over with this wicked gleam in his eye that Pete knows means trouble. “How was he? Was he good? He seems like he’s kissed a lot of people. I bet he’s good.”