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‘ass-fuck’? :D’
    Liam groaned. ‘Fuck U! He’s so cute!’
    ‘No, Liam. You’re still not allowed to seduce your disabled boss. Seriously? What’s wrong with you?’
    ‘He was talking about opening his mouth when he was at my crotch level! What would U do?’
    His cell phone rang just a few seconds after he hit the ‘send’ button.
    Liam quickly strode out of the room and into his own. “What?” he hissed to the mic.
    “What the hell Liam? That’s fucking sexual harassment! And on the first day?” Cole sounded kinda like one of those women he saw arguing about a discounted product at a grocery store a few weeks ago.
    “No. He... he didn’t mean it like that! It’s just my mind talking.” He groaned, butting the wall with his forehead.
    “He’s in a wheelchair. He’s going to be at your crotch level. You have to get used to it, not have dirty thoughts all the time.” His brother’s voice was stern and serious. Just like the voice of reason should be.
    “Yeah, I know.” Liam slowly cupped his crotch, trying to get his nerves under control. “And he loves Sex Feet Under. He got so excited that I know their leader, and I didn’t even tell him I fucked the guy.”
    Cole was silent for several seconds, before releasing one of those line-crackling sighs. “You’re sure he’s over twenty? Not fifteen, or something?”
    “He’s twenty five.” Liam bit his lip. “But he has it harder... to get laid, you know.”
    “How is that even your problem?”
    “I...” He grunted, moving around. “I’m going to take him places where he can meet people.”
    “Okay,” his brother said quickly. “That’s a great start. You’ll help him out, without actually fucking him, yeah? Help him get a date. If he’s really so hot, not just seems hot, because he’s your boss, then it shouldn’t be so hard.”
    “He is hot. Like a...” Liam swallowed, biting his thumb. “Like a pretty goth guy with amazing blue eyes, slim, in cool clothes... he really is fuckin’ hot.” He caught himself salivating.
    “Yeah. So get him a date and you guys can double date then. And by ‘double date’ I don’t mean a foursome. Just keep your hands to yourself.”
    Liam sighed, wondering whether Ryan was done jerking off. “I can’t, I’m carrying him and stuff.” He could practically see Cole roll his eyes.
    “I get it okay? Just don’t molest a disabled guy, Liam. Seriously. That would be low, even for you.”
    Liam drew in a deep gulp of air and shot a stunned look at the bed, as if it were the source of his distress. “Really bro, is that what you think of me? I get it, I have history with my bosses, but it was never just about them being my superiors.”
    “Oh yeah? What about that bald guy, whatever his name was. He was forty, chubby and had a wife, for fuck’s sake!”
    Liam swallowed, shifting his weight in place. “He wasn’t ‘chubby’...” He growled, remembering how humiliating this particular affair was. The guy was actually rather fat and definitely not the type of guy that normally made Liam’s head turn. It was now hard to comprehend what he had seen in him. Normally, he would dig twinky twentysomethings with perky, little asses and wide smiles, and he couldn’t figure out why all these lovely qualities paled in comparison to a guy’s position.
    “Liam? You there?” Ryan’s voice made him jump.
    “Coming!” he shouted back before whispering into his cell phone, “Gotta go! Talk to you later, Cole.”
    “Anytime, bro.”
    Liam threw the phone to the bed and ran back to the master bedroom, still only in a towel around his hips. “Sorry, my brother called.”
    Ryan had his hair wet, but was generally dried up and held out his arms in a silent demand. Liam didn’t hesitate.
    “The chair or bed?” He didn't want Ryan to regret the decision to hire him even more than he probably did. Ryan smelled great, and Liam wondered if he washed his hands with the gel after he had finished himself