Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Liv shrugged, adjusting his clothes. “You say that, but who would need to take care of you if you caught a cold? I’m just doing this out of pure selfishness,” he lied, knowing Knox did not appreciate others nannying him.
Knox groaned and gave him a quick kiss before pulling away. “Fine. But we need it to be cheap as dirt if we’re supposed to also have those burgers later.”
Liv rolled his eyes. “Yes, mother, we shall not overspend on new sneakers either. Come on,” he urged with a swat to Knox’s butt.
Knox laughed and they rolled out of the alleyway, high without the need to smoking anything. Knox gave Liv that elated feeling every time he smiled.
They didn’t have to walk far to find a secondhand shop down the road. The place would close in half an hour, but that should be enough to find something appropriate. They had a laugh at the Halloween costumes showcased in the window, since pirates were prominently featured in the display.
“Told you this is haunting us,” Liv told Knox, standing in front of the mannequin wearing a tricorn hat and a hook for a hand. “What do you say? Do you want a pirate coming for your booty next time?”
Knox laughed, heading for the jackets section in the far off corner of the large shop. They were pretty much alone save for one customer and a hot, but bored-looking cashier. She had long black nails and her arms were fully inked in a dense pattern.
“Nah, I like you more than any pirate. But we could get Frank the hat. As a reward for his treasure hunting skills."
Liv roared with laughter and didn’t miss the cashier looking up to check them out. “Oh, he’d be so fucking mad! Let’s do it.”
Knox got the hat off the mannequin and put it in Liv’s hands, as he went off to browse the jackets. He spent most of his workdays at the junkyard outside, so he really needed one that would last him through the winter. Neither of them were used to Pennsylvania weather, but it wasn’t as though they had much choice in the matter.
Liv put the hat on and made a low arrr, glaring at his reflection in the mirror. “This isn’t a bad look. Would definitely get me noticed.”
Knox smiled. “You should go trick or treating, see what it bags you. You know I love free food.”
Liv smiled, noticing the frown on Knox’s face. He always felt it was kind of cute when he got so focused, but there was a new dimension to their every interaction now. And that expression was so sexy Liv wanted to bite into this ripe fruit again.
So he was indulging. And he wasn’t even a bit sorry.
“They’re all kind of drab. Gray will make you look like death.”
Knox rolled his eyes. “Perfect for when we go trick or treating then.”
“Would you be any less negative if I came inside you?” Liv whispered in passing.
Knox tensed, and a flush crawled up his face. Bingo.
“I’m just saying, this is what we can afford.”
“Come on, live a little. What about this one?” Liv asked, reaching for a cozy-looking piece with a red plaid pattern and plush lining that would surely provide enough warmth.
Knox cocked his head, but Liv knew him well enough to see he liked it, so he pushed on.
“Go on, try it.”
The jacket was roomy enough wear it over a hoodie, which would give Knox more layers when the weather inevitably got colder.
And it made him look like a million bucks. Like he was about to cut down some trees then sit down for a well-earned coffee. The red went with his blond hair and made him stand out the way he deserved to.
“What do you think?” Knox turned to Liv, who bit back a grin and moved around him, pretending he wasn’t yet sure.
“Hmm.”
Knox rolled his eyes and grabbed the zipper. “Fine, I’ll look for something—”
“I think you look like a guy I want to suck off during a break at work,” Liv said, pinning him with his gaze.
He had all of Knox’s attention and loved every second of it.
Knox licked his lips and glanced at the price tag attached to the sleeve. “Fuck.”
“How expensive can it be?” Liv asked and peeked at the little card. Well… it was on the expensive side, but Knox would get a lot of use out of it, so it needed to suit him, not just keep him warm. “We can share one burger tonight. Or just have loaded fries.”
Knox groaned, pushing his hands into the jacket’s pockets, which only made him look cooler. “Nooo… I wanted to treat you. It’s been a tough two weeks and this was supposed to be our night.”
“Well, I want to treat you too, and you deserve this jacket. Maybe we can talk Ezra into making burgers when we’re back,” Liv said and squeezed Knox’s arm to feel how soft and warm the fabric was.