Four

A xel stared at his cowboy in stunned silence. He's really going to do it? Not in a million years had Axel thought they would get the gangsters onstage. Bringing them to the club had been wishful thinking, at best. Their vehement refusal was expected. What had changed their minds?

For that right there.

It took Axel a moment to grasp Clint's meaning. Then he got it.

Your smile. He agreed to the lessons—to make you smile, to please you. The cowboy couldn't bear to disappoint him. It was clearly the same for Cochise, otherwise, he would've continued to resist, regardless of what choices Clint made.

This is so… amazing. If Axel had ever doubted the cowboy's love for him—he never had—this right here would've eradicated that doubt once and for all.

"For real?" Axel swallowed; a bit choked up by the fact that Clint was about to do something he desperately did not want to do… just to make Axel happy. "You're really going to do it?"

Clint released a snarly breath. "Yes."

"You're not going to…" Axel chewed his lower lip, holding back a smile. "… resent me for it later, are you?"

"No promises," Clint drawled. "Depends on how humiliated I am by the time it's over."

Axel laughed softly and stretched up on his toes, planting a kiss on the cowboy's mouth. "There will be no humiliation," he whispered. "Don't forget… we fuck a lot. And anyone who can do what you do with that body in bed… can absolutely dance dirty."

"Mm," Clint grumbled doubtfully. "I guess we'll see."

"I can't wait," Axel groaned and kissed him again. "I'm getting hot just thinking about it."

"Yeah, well," Clint muttered dryly, "that heat might go away when you see me in action."

"No way." Axel nodded at Kane. "You guys ready?"

"Fuck, no," Cochise growled and looked ready to cut and run yet made no move to escape when Kane took his hand and turned back toward the stage.

"We're doing this?" Ricky hooted. "All right!"

"Don't look so dejected, guys," Levi cooed at the gangsters and gyrated his slim hips in a sexy, serpentine motion. "We are gonna have us some fucking fun."

Clint and Cochise watched him warily, wholly doubting his prediction.

"I think so, too." Axel grinned. "Getting dirty with my cowboy is my favorite thing ever."

"Mmm. I can see why." Ricky sashayed up to the cowboy as his fingertips flitted over the surface of Clint's body. "He is positively scrumptious. " His dreamy, lusty eyes drifted to Cochise, and he moaned, " So yummy."

Kane ducked his head and smiled while the Egyptian eyed the young stripper guardedly.

"You all wait out here," Ricky told Axel and Kane as he grasped Clint's hand. "And we'll get your hunky men ready."

Levi approached the Egyptian and smiled sweetly. "Come with me, big boy." He slid his slender hand into Cochise's sizable palm. "I'll take real good care of you."

His movements stiff and reluctant, the Egyptian nonetheless allowed the stripper to lead him away.

Clint seemed averse to releasing Axel's hand as Ricky gently tugged him away, but finally relented and followed the young man across the club and through the door that would take them to the dressing rooms.

"Wow," Axel breathed, still in shock. "Can you believe that?"

"I'm still trying to wrap my mind around it," Kane admitted. "I didn't think for a second they would go for it."

Axel laughed softly and squeezed Kane's shoulder. "They must really love us."

Kane smiled warmly. "They must."