“I went all the way in high school. Just didn’t go to college because I wasn’t interested in it. I liked workin’ at the gym.”

“Was talkin’ to Boom the other day, he said you’re good at fixin’ things. Cars, bikes, and anythin’ like that. Why didn’t you look at gettin’ an apprenticeship?”

He shrugged again. “I tried a few places around here, but none of them were wantin’ one. I gave up and got busy anyway.”

Interesting. Maybe if he had a place to work on vehicles, it’d be something he’d want since Boom also said Kylo enjoyed doing it. It was something to think about. Could be another business opportunity.

“Tell me somethin’ I don’t know about you,” I asked.

He hummed under his breath, thinking of something. “You tell me somethin’ first while I think.”

“All right. I like to play the guitar.”

“For real?”

“Yeah, I have one in my room in the back of the closet. Mom and Dad had me take lessons when I was young and in school. It stuck, and I liked it, so kept goin’.”

“Will you play a song for me?”

“One day.”

“And no one knows?”

“Nah, never had an opportunity to play it around anyone since I keep the guitar here.”

“You should bring it to the compound. The brothers would get a kick outta it.”

“Maybe I will. Now, about you?”

“I like to draw,” he admitted.

“Draw what?”

“Things.”

“Kylo, come on, what do you draw?”

“Characters. Like comics.”

“That’s cool.”

“Yeah, maybe.” He didn’t seem to believe it, though.

“Has anyone seen any?”

“No.”

“Then why do you sound like you’re not sure about your comics if no one has said anything bad about them?” His hand moved from my hair when I twisted to look up at him. “You don’t trust in what you draw?”

Kylo rested his hand on the top of my arm. He rolled his eyes. “I like it enough…. I just never shared it with anyone, and I’m not sure how people would take it.”

“You’ll show me one day?”

He gave me a small, soft smile. “Maybe when you play the guitar for me.”

“Deal.” I paused for a beat and then asked, “Can we talk about that dildo yet?”

His eyes widened. His cheeks shot to red, and he pushed me off the couch. I laughed and said, “I’ll take that as a no.” I got to my knees.

“That’s a hell no, and we’re never talkin’ about it again.”

“Bullshit. We will one day.” I winked. “For now, how about we make out before I take you home?”

The blush deepened. Fuck, he was too damn sweet. “Sure,” he said softly. In case he thought to take it back, I was up on the couch and pulling Kylo into my lap with a yelp before I tugged him close and claimed his mouth with mine.

Chapter Eleven

Kylo

There was a tiny fucking unicorn frolicking in my gut when I walked into work that night. It galloped around and caused my pulse to race from my heart jumping, knowing I was about to see Zion.