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work with Jesse. If anyone could put him at his ease and get the best out of him, it would be Billie.
    â€œPlease tell me this vision of loveliness is for me,” Billie said to Kenny, although Jesse was the one she fixed with her megawatt smile as she looked him over with a professional eye.
    â€œHe’s all yours.” Kenny laughed. “Make sure you play nice and bring him back in one piece.”
    And Billie had done a good job. Even with the bruises, the photographs she took were amazing. Jesse had been buzzing with excitement ever since, and the job offers were rolling in. Suddenly Jesse was in demand, and Kenny was confident of landing an advertising deal in a nationwide magazine campaign.
    The only problem, in Devon’s thinking, was that Jesse’s confidence had been at an all-time low since that night at Antonio’s. Not that he blamed him, because a few short weeks was no time at all to expect someone to get over something as terrible as what Devon suspected he had been through. Although Jesse refused to go into details, Devon knew he was still badly affected by whatever had happened. Kenny had arranged a room for Jesse in a shared flat owned by the agency, but apart from a brief visit to find out where the place was, Jesse hadn’t been there.
    For Devon’s part, he was in no rush for Jesse to move out. He enjoyed having Jesse there, falling asleep in his arms each night, waking beside him in the morning. Any frustration he felt came from a lack of sex in their relationship, but it would happen when Jesse was ready. He just had to be patient.
    It was late when they turned out the light and fell into bed. The next day was set to be a busy one, with both their schedules filled with meetings.
    â€œDev?” They lay on their sides, facing each other in the darkness. “I think maybe tomorrow I should stay at my place.”
    â€œOkay,” Devon replied slowly, hoping Jesse wouldn’t hear his disappointment. “If you’re sure that’s what you want.”
    â€œIt’s not,” Jesse told him. “But it seems pointless having it if I’m not going to use it. Besides, it’s closer to the studio.”
    â€œOf course, that makes sense. I just worry about you.”
    â€œI know you do, but I have to stand on my own two feet sometime. I can’t depend on you forever.”
    â€œWell then, it’s settled,” Devon said stiffly. He rolled over, turning his back to Jesse. “Now, you’d better get some sleep. You’ll never be a supermodel with bags under your eyes.”
    Jesse sighed in the dark. “You’re angry with me.”
    â€œI’m not. You’re young. It’s only right you get a life of your own.”
    Jesse shifted across the bed, slipping one arm around Devon’s waist as he pressed his chest against his back. “Can I still stay here at the weekends?”
    Devon shrugged, hating himself for being so cross with Jesse for making what was a perfectly logical decision. “If you want.”
    A hand slipped beneath his T-shirt, gently rolling a nipple between finger and thumb. Jesse’s breath was warm on the back of Devon’s neck. “I want,” he said huskily.
    Devon tipped his head back, seeking Jesse’s mouth in the darkness. “Are you sure?” he breathed, when they stopped kissing long enough for him to ask.
    Jesse’s response was to push Devon’s pyjama bottoms down past his knees before bringing his hand back up to the tight hole between his arse cheeks. He slipped a finger inside, making Devon growl in needy pleasure. After a few moments he added another finger, and then a third. Devon pushed down on his hand impatiently, the feeling of Jesse’s tongue in his mouth and his fingers inside him intense and pleasurable.
    Sensing Devon’s desperation, Jesse freed himself from his shorts, his erection lying hot and heavy against Devon’s thigh. Devon