“You’re gonna be a pain in my ass, aren’t you?” I raise my brows. “I think you’re supposed to be the pain in my ass,” I note, “but I’m happy to switch if you want.” I waggle my eyebrows for emphasis. Dixon gives me a look. “I don’t bottom.” “Right,” I say slowly, nodding my head. “Makes sense. No room up there with that stick firmly lodged in place.”
