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laughing.
    “You thought you were a bad kisser?”
    “Oh, I know I’m not,” Joshua smiled with confidence, “enough people have told me I’m a good kisser.”
    Ezra wanted to argue but he was right.
    “Fair play,” Ezra winked, “you are.”
    They sat in silence, both staring into the dark. A strange tension filled the bedroom. It wasn’t how he’d expected the night to turn out.
    Joshua collapsed back onto the bed and rolled onto his side. Ezra copied, so they were both back in their starting positions. He glanced down to Joshua’s cock and even though there was a bulge, it didn’t look hard.
    For the first time in Ezra’s life, he suddenly didn’t want to fuck the guy he was sharing a bed with. What the fuck is wrong with me?
    “I’m tired,” Joshua yawned.
    “Me too,” Ezra could feel his eyelids drooping, “so much for a party.”
    Joshua rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling and Ezra did the same. Their shoulders jammed up against each other’s but Joshua didn’t edge away.
    They lay in silence for what seemed like a lifetime before Joshua edged in even closer. It didn’t take long for Joshua’s chest to start slowly rising and falling and eventually, Ezra succumbed and did the same.
    He couldn’t remember the last time it had been so easy to get to that place.
    Whoever you are right now, you don’t have the right to call yourself Ezra Steele.
     

 
     
    “Where did you get to last night?” Levi asked as they walked along Fleet Street , “I heard you creeping in about five.”
    The question Joshua had been dreading all morning. Somehow, he had managed to avoid it over breakfast but he knew that was mainly because Violet wouldn’t stop apologising to Joshua.
    “Nowhere, really,” he sipped at the plastic coffee lid they had picked up from one of the hundreds of coffee shops London seemed to have, “I just stayed in that bar. I met some people and hung out with them.”
    It was closer to the truth than Joshua would have liked it to be. He had been very drunk but that didn’t stop the memories burning around in his mind.
    You kissed him. He didn’t kiss you, you kissed him.
    “So you didn’t get lucky with that chick behind the bar?”
    Another question Joshua had been dreading. Not because he had clearly been a massive creep and not because he didn’t stand a chance with the girl but because of who he head met and what had happened. If it wasn’t for the sound of the early morning birds outside the hotel window, he probably wouldn’t have woken up. He didn’t remember falling asleep so when he woke up, he was surprised to find himself in the arms of another man. Joshua had let Ezra hold him for a couple of minutes before wriggling free to creep out of the bedroom.
    Nothing happened. It could have been worse. You’ve kissed a guy before, it’s not a big deal.
    “Turned out she was a lesbian,” he lied.
    “Oh?” Levi suddenly seemed more interested, “Even better. Does she have friends?”
    As the hangover lingered in the back of his mind, he forced down more coffee but Violet’s full English breakfast was sitting uncomfortably in his stomach.
    “I think this is it,” Joshua looked at the address he had jotted down on his phone and looked up at the building, glad of the excuse to drop the conversation.
    They stopped outside a black door sandwiched between another coffee shop and a boutique with only white and gold dresses in the window. It reminded him of something his mum would have worn, which reminded him of money, which reminded him of Ezra. Dammit!
    Squinting at the buzzer box he traced his finger along the names until he found ‘ Tobias Cole ’.
    “Hello?” the grainy voice of a woman crackled through the speaker.
    “Um, hi, it’s Joshua Silverton. I have a meeting with -,”
    “The door’s open,” he heard a buzz and the black door clicked.
    “You go through that door and everything changes,” Levi whispered, rubbing Joshua’s shoulders