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kitchen area and called over his shoulder, “Stop with all this junk-food talk. Come sit yerself down and see what a real man cooks.”
    Sonny didn’t follow right away. Levi heard water running and figured he was cleaning up. Levi washed his hands and set to work cooking the chicken he’d picked up at the store.
    He was throwing the dish of enchiladas into the oven when Sonny reappeared a little while later. The evening had grown dark while they’d been steaming up the living room windows, and with the cabinet spotlights casting a warm glow over the kitchen, he looked tousled and beautiful.
    Levi turned away and reached for some salad leaves. “You workin’ at Silver tonight?”
    Sonny slid onto a kitchen stool. “Maybe. There’s a spot for me if I want it.”
    Levi glanced at the clock. It was after nine, but he knew some of the dancers didn’t go onstage until after midnight. “You’ve got time to get some food in your belly, then. It won’t be long.”
    Sonny chuckled. “Didn’t know you cared.”
    “You don’t know everything, kid.”
    Sonny made a noncommittal noise but said no more. Levi opened the fridge and passed a beer across the counter, but found he couldn’t think of anything to say either. In the end, a companionable silence settled over them.
    It wasn’t as awkward as it could’ve been. Sonny usually ran his mouth like a damned chick, but he seemed tired, subdued almost—for Sonny, at least. Levi remembered his disheveled appearance when they’d crossed paths on the street. “Long day?”
    Sonny glanced up, his surprise clear before he schooled his expression. “Not really. Too much to do, you know? Never seems to stop.”
    “I know that feeling.” Levi retrieved the salad dressing from the cupboard and set it on the counter. “Maybe you should call it a day and hit the sack.”
    “Nah. The night is young. I might go out before I hit the club.”
    Levi let it go. He was familiar with the concept of working all day and partying all night, though it had been a while. Besides, if Sonny was tired, that was his problem. It wasn’t like they were friends.
    “Can I ask you something?”
    Levi dumped some leftover corn bread on the counter. “As long as it’s not about taking it up the ass. I’ve had enough of that shit for one night.”
    Sonny grinned, and the fatigue on his face faded like it hadn’t been there at all. The effect was startling, and Levi found he had to look away.
    “You’re exclusive to Blue Boy, right?”
    “I am these days.” Levi swallowed a mouthful of beer. “Why do you ask?”
    Sonny shrugged. “Some guy pulled me offstage a few nights ago. Said he was from Sizzler’s and offered me some work. Has that happened to you?”
    “Not for a while, but I’m getting on a bit now. Think they’ve figured out I’m not worth the hassle anymore.” Levi put the last of the salad into the bowl and came to sit opposite Sonny. “You should tell Jon. He won’t like it, but he’ll be pissed if he thinks you’re considering it behind his back.”
    It was true. Back in the day, Jon had been tolerant of Levi testing the waters with other studios—perhaps because he knew Levi didn’t have the stomach for the cutthroat world of real hard-core porn—but things had changed. Like every other industry, adult entertainment was losing money, and Jon liked to keep his house in order.
    “I told the guy no anyway. I like working at Blue Boy. It’s hard-core, but it’s got a depth to it, you know?”
    Levi snorted. “If you say so.”
    “Why do you do porn?”
    Levi paused. Though it was a question he’d heard before, it caught him off guard. “Same as you, I guess. I started off as a barman at Silver when Jon approached me to do some still shots. He offered me a bunch of cash to take things further, and at the time I needed the money. Still do.”
    “There’s other ways to make money.”
    “So why do you do it?”
    Sonny stretched his arm over his shoulder and