Page 26 of Something Unavoidable

The stranger chuckled. “I think I’ll avoid pissing off the owner, if it’s all the same to you. Especially if he’s a Daddy. You don’t want to mess with the protective types.” He winked at Izzy. He seemed familiar. Where did Izzy know him from?

“Not even for a blow job? I promise, I’m excellent at those.” Izzy stepped closer, tilting his head and batting his lashes.

The stranger stood, but Izzy’s moment of triumph was dashed when he steered Izzy to take his seat instead. Izzy blinked, not sure what just happened. So, no blow job? Disappointing.

A glass was pressed into his hand and Izzy triumphantly fished around for the straw with his tongue, then sucking down a gulp. Ugh.Water. He sighed but took another sip. Might as well get it over with.

“Thanks, Ash,” Hunter said, setting a massive plate of fries and a burger in front of Izzy.

“Ash is here?” Izzy asked, getting a laugh from Hunter and a chuckle from the stranger. Eli covered his face with his hands and shook his head. Hey, Eli was back. “Eli! You’re back!”

The stranger reached over and turned Izzy’s face with a finger under his chin.

“Oh. Hi, Ash,” Izzy said when his vision stopped spinning and the room righted itself. “When did you get here? Did you know Eli’s back?”

Ash grinned. “Not long ago. I see you’ve been having a good night.”

Izzy nodded, then shook his head. “I haven’t found anyone to fuck me yet.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. It’s definitely their loss.”

Izzy liked Ash. He was a good guy. He knew Damion liked Ash too. He’d seen the way he blushed last time. Damion also liked Marco, but Marco had a rule about hooking up with coworkers. Marco had a lot of rules. “Hey, have you met Damion?” Izzy asked, gesturing to the hot little piece of ass on the far side of the bar. “He’s single.”

“Izzy!” Damion yelped.

What? Izzy was helping.

Ash nudged the plate of food closer, and Izzy snagged a fry, licking the salt from his fingers. Plain fries were good, but they were even better with vinegar. “Do we have vinegar?”

“I’m particular to hot sauce, myself,” Ash said. He located a bottle of vinegar near the ketchup and helped Izzy flavor his fries, which was good, because too much vinegar was a soggy problem.

“I appreciate the help, man,” Hunter was saying. “Drinks are on the house next time.”

Ash made a dismissive gesture. “I’ve done my time wrangling obstinate baby celebs. This is nothing.”

“Do you know Remy Dalton?” Izzy asked. “Finny said he was hotter in person. Well, he didn’t say hewasn’thotter. Hey.” He turned on his stool. “Thanks,” he said when he lost his balance, and Ash caught his shoulder to help him stay upright. “So, hey. Does Remy do threesomes?” He gestured at Eli. “Cause El and Hunter are hot too, and Eli has a hall pass.”

“Oh my god, Izzy,” Eli groaned. “Why are you like this? I don’t need or want a hall pass, and I’m not interested in a threesome with Remy Dalton. Hunter ismorethan enough for me.”

“More than enough?” Hunter asked, tone deep and sexy with a hint of rumbly warning.

Izzy sighed. He wanted someone to talk to him like that.

Hunter leaned against the bar, his palms on the dark wood, fingers spread. “You make it sound like I’m too much.”

“Hunter has a huge cock,” Izzy told Ash helpfully. “Sometimes El can’t walk the next day.”

Hunter laughed through a groan, pinching his nose with two fingers, and Eli smacked Izzy’s arm, hard enough that pain filtered through the haze of alcohol and Izzy winced.

“Honestly,” Ash said with a smirk. “Remy isn’t nearly as wild as the press makes him out to be. Maybe when he was younger, but these days, he keeps things lower key. Sorry to disappoint.”

Izzy popped a few more fries into his mouth. “You know what’s disappointing?” he asked while chewing. “The guys with the perfect cocks are all taken or off-limits.”

Everyone was laughing. Izzy grinned too. Meeting up with Eli had been a great idea. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had such a good night—barring the no-sex issue.

“Since when has anyone’s cock been off-limits for you?” Eli asked, sounding a little bitchy. Izzy must have annoyed him with the teasing about threesomes. Oops.

“There’s only one.” Izzy counted on his fingers. “Also, straight guys. I don’t fuck straight guys.”

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