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‘I’m not joking,’ Joel spat. ‘I’ll get you fucking done for this.’
Nick turned to Joel, his eyes doing a quick top-to-bottom skim that made something hot strike Joel’s gut like a suckerpunch.
‘Orrr,’ Nick said slowly, tilting his head on one side with that obnoxiously attractive little smirk. ‘You could get fucking done, and shut your little bitch mouth.’
Joel sucked air sharply through his teeth as a ripple of laughter circled the room. Everything felt a little too loud all of a sudden, his senses prickling. The music throbbed against his skin, low rhythm pulsing in his ears, off-kilter with his pounding heartbeat.
‘What the fuck did you just say to me,’ Joel breathed.
Nick’s eyebrows rose as he hooked his thumbs into his belt loops, and he looked Joel up and down with a slower, more deliberate eye.
‘Like you weren’t asking for it, going out like that,’ Nick said with a smirk.
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Joel went to deliver pizzas.
He got a bigger tip than he’d bargained for.
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24 Oct 2025