“Yes!”
We make our way out to the crowded dance floor, drinks in hand, and we’re immediately shoved together by the mass of people around us. I feel like a kid again, hanging with my bestfriend with minimal responsibilities. It almost feels like no time has passed at all. The only thing I wish was different is the way I still respond to him after all these years. This stupid attraction hasn’t weakened at all, I just forgot about it.
“I’ll get more drinks,” he says, leaning close for a moment.
I nod and keep bopping around to the music. A minute later, I feel hands on my hips and spin around to see a super hot guy grinning at me. He’s about my height, but with a much bulkier build, short hair, and a long beard. Stunning.
“Hey, gorgeous,” he says, leaning in toward my ear so I can hear him over the music. “I thought I’d never get you alone. Was that your man?”
“Just a friend.”
“I’m Gage. What’s your name?”
“Nantes.”
“Cool.” He hooks his arm around my waist and pulls me close until our chests are pressed together. “I can’t keep my eyes off of you.”
“Thanks.” I reach up and gently tug his beard. “You’re gorgeous also.”
“We could go somewhere for a few minutes.” He bumps his hips into mine, making it very clear that he’s already hard. “I’d love to get my hands on you.”
“Ooh, tempting.” I glance over my shoulder. “But my friend’s visiting from out of town and I shouldn’t leave him alone.”
“Bring him along.”
I chuckle. “He’s not queer.”
“Bummer. You’ve got five minutes though, don’t ya?”
Biting my bottom lip, I consider the offer. Gage is fucking hot, but it feels weird and gross to take off for a quick hookup and leave Vanian alone. Before I can say anything else, Vanian is back, holding two drinks and practically glaring at Gage.
“Everything okay?” Vanian asks.
“Perfectly fine, handsome,” Gage says. “I was doing my best to drag your friend off for a few minutes. You can handle yourself alone, can’t you?”
Well that’s presumptuous.
“I’d rather not,” Van says, his tone firm and even slightly threatening. “Maybe I have plans with myfriend.”
Uh, whatever the fuck this is, it’s hot as hell. I gently grip Van’s arm, smiling at him in a questioning way. Van nods in acknowledgment but doesn’t take his eyes off Gage.
“Why don’t you take off now?” Van says, in a tone that’s far more statement than question.
“Why don’t you let Nantes here speak for himself?”
Obviously I’m not about to ditch Vanian for some sloppy dick in a club, so I pat Gage on the chest and smile. “I’m gonna bow out this time, but thank you. It was very tempting.”
Gage’s entire demeanor changes in a flash as he narrows his eyes. “So you’re a cock tease then, is that it?”
“What? I didn’t tease you.”
“Yeah, you fucking did. You were shaking your ass in my direction all night.” He moves threateningly close to me, but I shove him back.
“Dude, fuck right off with that.”
“Or what?”
Van hands me the drinks and gets right in Gage’s face. I can’t hear what he says, but whatever it was, Gage shrinks back, the look in his eyes shifting from domineering asshole to… Is that fear? Shit. I think it’s fear.
