"I'd work your bed." Damien repeated, smirking like a boy caught red-handed. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Zack's jawline. "It means I'd be your whore if you want me."

"Hmmm.." Damien ran his hand through Zack's curls and tried not to laugh. "Since sex with other men is illegal, even thinking about it is illegal... what I've already thought about you would have me in jail."