Chapter 246
He frowned, listening to Tony's shaling voice. He was crying.
"Hey, calm down. You need me to come to you? Where are you?" He questioned the crying man over the phone.
He furrowed his brows, listening to Tony's desperate cry. He had fancied Tony for a second when he was battling his feelings for Cross, but, as Cross had said, he was currently incapable of developing feelings for anyone else.
Tony's chapter was passed, and he was glad that nothing had happened between them.
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute," he said and ended the call.
As he walked out of the bar, he dialed Cross’s number a few times, but it wasn't answered, so he decided to leave a message, asking him to meet him at the club.
"Leaving without Cross?" Cody asked, standing by the side of a palm tree.
Andre turned his head to Cody, "Yeah. Hey, when you see Cross, can you tell him to call me?" He asked Cody.
Cody nodded, "Sure. Why are you in such a hurry?" He questioned.
Andre sighed, "I need to take Tony to see a doctor real quick. He said he's got an asthmatic episode or something." He answered.
"Run along then. I'll tell your boyfriend if he comes around,"
Andre simply smiled and ran off.
Maybe he could be Cross's boyfriend, it sounded nice... if it felt nice, too.
Meanwhile, behind the bar, in a small office, Pole was standing in front of Leon, who was leaning against a small desk, a dry cloth in his hand.
"So, this is just like a place you keep track of your records?" Leon asked.
Pole nodded. "Yeah, the storage is just behind the office. Um, sorry, this is all I got here. I don't have a dryer." He said and slowly raised his hand to Leon's waist, gently dabbing the excess water off. He had spurted quite a mouthful on the poor man.
"It's fine, and I can really clean this up myself," he reached for the dry cloth, but Pole gently slapped his hand away.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle. I'm not about to damage your expensive outfit," Pole murmured, soaking up the excess water.
Leon went quiet, watching Pol carefully turn the dry part of the cloth and continue drying him off.
"So... Don't you like blowjobs?" Pole asked casually, wiping Leon's pants.
Leon was speechless for a second as he never expected their conversation to head in that direction.
'Why are you so random?' He thought as he stared at Pole's face, 'You realise your question makes our situation suggestive?"
Pole paused, turning flustered in the next second, "What? Oh, no, no. He chuckled nervously, "I'm genuinely just curious." He shrugged.
"I mean, if we're a couple, licking something off your thumb or any part of your body wouldn't be termed disgusting, I think__ it'll be hot," He said in a quiet voice, glancing very briefly at Leon's face.
Leon was quiet, his hands adjusting his collar that suddenly seemed tight, "Are we a couple?" Leon asked, his voice low.
"Huh? No. We're no, we're never, I hate your eyes," Pole seemed to be drawn out of a trance.
Leon stared at Pole's face for a while before slowly nodding, "So is Cross, not a couple with Andre. Licking that sauce off was... disgusting." He shrugged.
Pole shook his head, feeling a gush of disappointment over him. He couldn't believe Leon was still interested in Andre after everything that had happened out there with Cross.
"Whatever you say," Pole murmured and moved away from Leon.
"Done. Once again, sorry for wetting your pants," Pole said, throwing the cloth beside Leon on the table.
"Wait," Leon caught Pole's hand as he saw him about to leave.
"Yeah?" Pole asked, sounding less like himself.
"Are you okay?" Leon questioned, stepping closer to Pole.
Pole subtly took a step back, chuckling, "What do you mean? Am I not supposed to be okay? Stop acting weird." He rolled his eyes and scoffed before he finally walked away.
"You're definitely not okay," Leon murmured.
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