Introducing book three of the Saving Liam Series!
Naked Truth is here!
Buried lies never die.
Liam has a new career, a new condo, a newfound sense of control and none of it is quite right. Shadows drift behind the bright sparkle of his life; things he's determined to ignore until a shocking revelation makes it impossible. With the help of Justin and a new friend, Liam must face the life he's buried.
Liam plodded up the stairs at the club. He trudged into the combined locker room and employee lounge to eat his lunch in a space that smelled of sweat, feet, and five kinds of body spray. Like everyone else, he spent at least half his break downstairs where the customers could paw him, tip him, and maybe ask him for a private dance. It paid better than sitting on his ass.
He opened his locker, grabbed his sandwich and a clean pair of socks, and collapsed into one of the folding metal chairs. He sat for a moment enjoying the feel of the cold frame against his skin. Alex was in a chair at the other side of the room playing on his phone. He’d almost forgotten about the promise to discuss his mystery topic yesterday. Their lunch breaks hadn’t lined up right and he’d only seen Alex long enough to pass him on the stairs.
“How’s it going tonight?” Alex got up and moved to a closer chair.
“About average.” Liam took off his shoe and peeled off the sweaty sock. Several folded bills plopped to the floor and he picked them up. "How about you?" He asked as he carried them to his locker to stuff them in his gym bag.
“Same. You think they’ll be safe in there?” Alex jerked his chin toward the locker.
“As long as I remember to lock it. Why? Where do you keep yours?”
“In my jock.”
“Yeah. Before we start each set I wrap a new layer around my dick.”
Liam clunked back to his chair with one shoe off and one shoe on. “Why the hell do you do that?”
“Because I like my Johnson to smell like cash.” Alex shrugged, followed by a grin. “I’m kidding. I wrap them around my dick because nobody’s going to steal it that way and it gives me a little something extra to shake at the ladies if you get my drift.”
“Until you end up with a paper cut.”
“Hasn’t happened yet.”
An unidentified pickpocket had taught them all a lesson a few months ago about not keeping bills in their pockets.
Alex sat back in the chair. “I wanted to ask you something.”
“Okay.” Liam tugged on a clean sock.
“Some of the guys say you have a brother in porn.”
It was funny how fast a person could go from perfectly calm to freaking out. Actually, it wasn't funny at all. He tried to hold onto his calm facade as his heart sprinted a fifty-yard dash in his chest and his stomach squeezed into a knot. That topic had emerged months ago and he’d silenced it with a lie. A lie that Angel's life was someone else's nightmare, someone who looked remarkably like him, someone he admitted he knew, but that was close as he could come to telling the truth.
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