Chapter 11
A frantic knocking on his door caused Kevin to snap his eyes open in surprise. Glancing at his bedside clock, he saw it was almost half-past eight. He normally didn’t sleep that late. He’d decided to sleep in his new leather jacket. If he couldn’t have Joey wrapped around him, then the jacket was the next best thing.
The pounding resumed.
“Just a minute!” Kevin said, getting out of bed. Unable to find his trousers and fearing the insistent knocking would disturb the neighbours, he picked up a hand towel to cover his essentials before disengaging the lock. Joey was standing in the hall. He bustled into the room and closed the door, before scanning Kevin’s body from head to toe.
“You kinky bugger, did you sleep in it?”
“Um, well.” Kevin could feel his cheeks glowing red. “Sor
