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The building’s entrance buzzer announced a visitor at the precise hour, which told him that Floppy Ears was as punctual as they came. Also, since Xpress had been silent on the Jamie Vayne topic for the last couple of days, Jamie was more and more convinced that the wacko in the rabbit suit was the same person who wrote the gossip rag. Or one of them. He still couldn’t get over the fact that it could be more than one individual wanting a piece of him. It didn’t matter; the rabbit would serve as his guinea pig, and he’d get behind the scenes with Xpress if only to figure out what the hell they hoped to achieve by pestering the hell out of him.

It would be very entertaining, since he could spoonfeed the dude writing Xpress all the BS that crossed his mind. According to Rusty, it wouldn’t be the first time the campus publication would be far off the mark, so maybe it wasn’t very important, but Jamie felt like that small victory belonged to him and him only.

“Are you only going out at night or is this costume your entire wardrobe?” he asked as soon as he opened the door to let the bunny boy come inside.

“I have encountered no trouble with the authorities so far,” the rabbit replied from inside his huge head.

“I hope you do realize that you won’t be appearing on my stream wearing that horrible thing.”

“You’ve called it the same thing before. You have no imagination.”

“My imagination is highly specialized,” Jamie said, baring his teeth along with his smile.

“I won’t undress on your stream only so that you can discover my real identity.”

“Your real identity? You don’t say,” Jamie drawled and grabbed the bunny by the crotch.

His move, as rough as it was, seemed to be appreciated by his nightly visitor. The big head leaned down precariously, while he moved the huge paws behind himself to let Jamie do his thing.

“You’ll get to keep your bunny head on… actually I have a great replacement for it.” Jamie sauntered back to the room where he had his streaming setup and came back with a cap and mask equipped with bunny ears. The mask was large enough to cover more than half the face, but it did leave enough space for the mouth to be revealed. That was an important detail; Jamie had plans for the liar’s mouth.

“What’s this?” Floppy Ears asked and pulled back as if the sexy bunny mask would burn him if it touched him.

“I’ll show you where the bathroom is. Don’t look so scared. I’ll keep my end of the deal, but you’ll be naked on my stream. With your head and face covered, of course.”

“What are you planning to do with me?”

“I thought you were the adventurous type since you’ve been traipsing all over the place in this pink costume.”

“I am,” the bunny replied, sounding more like he was trying to convince himself than state a fact.

“Then go in there,” Jamie pushed him toward the bathroom, “change into the thing I gave you, make yourself pretty and come back before I start the stream. You have,” he checked his phone quickly, “precisely twenty-four minutes. If you’re not by my side ready to show the goods by half past eleven, I’m calling the deal off and I’ll see who you are for myself.”

The bunny had said something about Jamie discovering his true identity. Did that mean that Jamie would recognize the guy? It was possible that Floppy Ears had slept with him before. That would clear up some misunderstandings, but Jamie was in the mood to play now.

He looked at the closed bathroom door for a moment and shook his head. Until the bunny boy joined him, he’d make sure everything they needed for a successful stream was ready to go.

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