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"Jeezus, Ethan." Noah smacked Ethan's arm. "Be nice."

"I'm sorry," Ethan replied while looking at me. "Liam has been filling me in. It's just … Noah has never brought anyone to my coffee shop before."

"Sure, I have."

"No." Ethan looked at Noah. "You. Haven't."

"We were in the neighbourhood. Brody is crown counsel for the stolen computers."

Ethan nodded at me. "Are you going to nail them to the wall?"

I cleared my throat. "Only one guy was charged. I'll do my best."

"Homophobe, right?" Ethan guessed.

"I think so." I took a sip of my coffee and looked at the pastry I had ordered. Would now be the appropriate time to start eating it? I never knew how to time these things.

"Go ahead," Noah said to me. "I have a feeling Ethan is going to interrogate me."

"Let's start at the beginning. How long have two been aware of each other?"

Noah rolled his eyes, making me smile. I didn't mind Ethan digging. I took a bite of my chocolate-filled croissant. I knew Noah would refrain from sharing too much.

I set the croissant down, chewed, and looked at Noah.

How did I know that?

"Brody has been coming into the pub for a couple of weeks now," Noah said.

"And you were giving each other the eye," Ethan embellished.

"I noticed him," Noah replied. "Let's leave it at that."

"Then one dark and stormy night, Brody wanted to fuck you senseless."

I nearly choked. I looked around. No one was listening to us. Noah looked at me with apologetic eyes. It seemed Ethan had trouble controlling his mouth. But Noah loved him regardless. I'd try not to let it bother me.

Noah mouthed I'm sorry to me.

"We went for pie," Noah responded. "We had a nice time talking."

"Liam told me you used the word nice."

I set down my coffee cup and interjected, "It was better than nice."

"Now, the truth is revealed," Ethan said, looking at me. I met his gaze for a brief second and then looked away. I moved my foot, so it was touching Noah's, then sought out his eyes.

Time slowed as Noah met the depth of my gaze.

"Wow, okay." Ethan rose to his feet. "I'm going to leave you two alone."

Noah smiled at me as Ethan walked away. "I think we scared him."

"We didn't do anything scary."

Noah brushed his foot back and forth on mine. "I don't know. This feels pretty scary."

I hummed as I watched the shift in Noah's eyes from affection to desire. My cock stirred, stiffened, and pressed against the zipper in my jeans. "You're making me hard."

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