Shit, Karl, you can’t say that in front of a federal agent,” Aiden protested, his eyes wide.
“I’m not. I’m saying it in private to my…” Karl shrugged. “Boyfriend, partner, whatever the hell title you want, if fucktoy’s not acceptable, and I’m guessing it isn’t.”
“It really isn’t,” Aiden said, a warning snap in his voice, “and neither is threatening to kill people.
