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pretending anything. I haven't been lying and I haven't been leading either of you on. I'll admit
I've been confused lately. I still am. But I haven't been playing at anything. If you can't accept
that it's your problem, not mine."
"Oh, so it's my problem," Tyler sneered.
"Yes. It is."
"Then how about I make it your problem." Tyler turned to Adam. "Either he goes or I go.
I'm sick of seeing his face."
Lucas tensed. He'd been dreading this particular bomb ever since their fight in the
kitchen. He'd hoped it would happen later after he'd had a chance to prove himself to Adam and
convince the man that he deserved to be here. But now, now it was too early. Lucas hadn't
proved himself to be good at anything but leading Ben on and aggravating Tyler.
"He's not going," Adam said calmly. Lucas slumped in relief. "He's here until he screws
up. Let it go, Tyler. Move on."
"Let it go?!"
"He's not a threat to you or to us."
Tyler grabbed the shark tooth around his neck and squeezed it, his knuckles turning
white. "You just said you wanted to fuck him."
"I only said that because you pissed me off and I wanted to return the favor," Adam said
impatiently. "But say it is true. Grow up, Tyler. You fuck the other guys all the time. We both
do. Suddenly now you want to be monogamous? Don't bullshit me."
"The difference is that I like the other guys and I don't like him," Tyler shot back, sending
another venomous glare at Lucas. "The thought of touching you after he's touched you makes me
nauseous."
"Does it?" Something new had entered Adam's voice which made Lucas hold his breath.
He watched the two men stare at each other, the tension building in the air. "Does it really,"
Adam asked in a low voice, "or do you hate the fact that the thought of it turns you on?"
Lucas' eyes widened. "Wait. I'm not interested in coming between you two or - or being
some sort of pawn in a twisted game between you."
Adam broke his staring contest with Tyler to send Lucas a glare of annoyance. "You'll be
whatever I tell you to be."
"What? No way. We had a deal that--"
"The deal's gone. If you want to stay, if you want to figure out who you are -- you do
what I say," Adam told him sharply. "The way I see it the only way this works out between the
three of us is if we leave no doubt in anyone's mind what the chain of command is."
"In the show," Lucas argued hotly. "None of that was supposed to carry over into real
life."
Adam's face was stony. "It does now."
Lucas looked helplessly to Kip. "You were there. You heard what we agreed on."
"I did, bro." Kip smiled uneasily at Adam. "Come on, Cap'n. It's not fair to change the
rules on him now. You guys had an agreement you were both happy with."
"That changed when he began showing interest in Ben. I was prepared to cut him slack
while he was figuring things out. But the only thing Lucas needs to figure out now is who he
wants it from first."
Face flaming, Lucas shot back, "What if I plan to be the one who gives it?"
A slow smile spread across Adam's face. "Then you've just confirmed that the rules have
now changed."
Throat dry, Lucas shook his head. "This is wrong."
Adam's expression didn't change. "You're free to leave at any time."
His bluff called, Lucas didn't know how to respond. He didn't want to leave. They all
knew that. He'd stayed long enough to have fallen in love with the island and with the
camaraderie of the crew. Now that he was questioning his sexuality he was even more screwed,
figuratively speaking. He couldn't imagine returning to Chicago and to his old friends and trying
to explain his new feelings to them. He'd end up bi-curious on his own, and Lucas had to be
honest with himself -- the thought of exploring without help scared him.
"What would I have to do," he said reluctantly, "if I decided to stay?"
"You have to prove that you're under my command, that you'll do what I tell you to do
even if you don't like it. Including keeping your hands to yourself."
Lucas looked at him incredulously. "You're making it sound like I want to attack you."
"Like you don't," Tyler said with an eye roll.
Adam smiled slightly as if amused that Tyler had made the point for him. "Prove to Tyler
that I have the power to control what you do or don't do. I don't want him to worry that you'll act
on your own. If anything happens between you and me that he doesn't like, he'll only have me to
blame, not you. You won't initiate anything without my permission."
It sounded suspiciously like a con job, but Lucas decided it did make a little bit of sense.
Adam was willing to shoulder the blame for any action by Lucas that angered Tyler. But it meant
Tyler would have to believe that Lucas was under Adam's control, that he only acted when
permitted to by the bigger man. That, Lucas wasn't too keen on accepting.
"He won't do it." Tyler could apparently read minds. He looked triumphant about it too,
as if he were anticipating Lucas' impending departure from the island. "He fought you in the
beginning. He doesn't want to follow anyone's orders. He thinks he's hot shit by telling you to
shove it."
"You don't know anything about me," Lucas muttered, irritated that Tyler kept trying to
paint him in certain ways.
"I know you're not going to let us order you around, new guy."
Lucas thought of what awaited him in Chicago if he left the island now. He swallowed
around a dry throat and said, "I want to stay."
"Bro," Kip murmured, sounding worried. He pressed up against Lucas' shoulder and
whispered, "Think about what you're saying. Adam doesn't make any of the rest of us follow his
orders outside of the show. Do you really want to do this? And for Tyler too? Think about it!"
"I have." Lucas took a deep breath. "I'll do whatever you say from now on, Adam, if it
means I get to stay on the crew."
"No way," Tyler scoffed, but he looked worriedly to Adam.
The larger man nodded. "Whatever you do in this house it's because I let you. If you
make a move on me it's because I invited it. If we end up hooking up it's because I wanted it and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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