NOAH

Chapter 2

"Quite a few."

"Might as well watch the videos."

"Have your ratings gone down or something?"

He gasped so dramatically, no one would buy it was real.

"How dare you! My videos have some of the best ratings on our website. The audience is hungry for my fair-skinned twink ass. You are talking to a star, you know."

I laughed at the dramatic tone he was using.

"And now you are laughing at me? That's it. We are not friends anymore. Unless you make it up to me."

"I'm not watching your videos, Kyle."

"You can always do something else for me."

"Nor am I sending you sneakily taken pictures of my hot co-workers."

"Fine. Be that way. Ruin our friendship over nothing. Break my heart. Deprive me of little eye candy to brighten up my day."

"You work in the adult entertainment industry. I'm sure you get enough eye candy. And you get to actually touch the eye candy."

"Oh, I get to do more than touch." I could just about imagine the naughty grin on his handsome face. And let's not forget the mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes. "I get to put it in my mouth, to lick, and nibble, and suck..."

"I get the idea, Kyle." Licking, sucking, and a whole bunch of other things I didn't need him to get into detail about, but, as he'd already mentioned, I'd accidentally seen him do them. Not that those walk-ins had bothered Kyle; he was proud of his body and was very open to what he did - and let other people do - with it. He'd probably walk in the streets naked, if he could get away with it. Heck, I could totally see him removing a few clothes too many and prancing around like that to get the attention of some hot cop. Would he get arrested?

Yes.

Would he score a hook-up with the cop?

Probably.

Okay. Maybe that scenario was unlikely... Depending on whether alcohol was involved and how hot the cop was.

"Still: more eye candy never hurts."

Had I spaced out on him again?

"Which means..." He trailed off and I assumed I was supposed to pipe up with 'You want those pictures'. But instead he sighed - an irritation-filled sound - and said: "Look, I'll have to call you later, okay?"

And then he hung up on me. I stared at the phone until the screen went dark.

That had been sudden.

Had he run into a colleague?

I unlocked the screen and typed 'Trouble?'. No text came in the next ten or so seconds - not that I was expecting one, given something or someone had obviously come up - and I dug into the now too-soggy-for-my taste cornflakes as I waited, trying to convince myself that the slight sense of worry was me being overprotective over the best friend I hadn't seen in months.

~ Dex ~

My almost run-in with death had led to one positive outcome: I had not texted Julian back and after a few messages of him trying to get in touch, he'd written 'fine then' which I assumed meant he wouldn't be stopping by when he was next in town.

That had been the only positive. Everything else sucked.

Yadira - the nurse who had been there when I was almost run over - had been nice and patient, but a trip to the hospital was a trip to the hospital no matter the company. Calling my brother and telling him what had happened also hadn't been a pleasant experience. The Doctor treating me like a mentally challenged person - even less so. Ash coming to the hospital in record time, seeing the way the Doctor treated me, and going on a full 'Why the fuck are you talking to my brother like that' rant - complete with shouts and glaring - had been almost as bad as me realizing the Doctor had been treating me that way because I was in a state of shock and therefore my annoyance and Ash's rage were unjustified. Yadira having to step in and tell my brother off had almost topped the cake.