Page 84 of The Manny

“No. I just figured I’d have refreshments and snacks. I’ll get a jumper set up in the parking lot for kids, and give out prizes. Maybe I’ll hire a DJ.”

“I see.” He sniffed. “Maybe that isn’t my scene after all.”

I laughed. “You don’t have to come. It’ll be pretty low-brow for you. No caviar or champagne. Just punch, cookies, and cotton candy.”

He sighed. “Will all your he-man technicians be there?”

“Yes.”

“Shirtless?” he asked, looking amused.

“No.”

“You’re no fun at all.” He twisted his lips. “Will you maybe give me a blow job behind the jumper thingie?”

“Jesus, Scott. No, that won’t happen.” I shook my head. “Maybe bring your little coffee buddy. He’ll blow you anywhere, I’m sure.”

“That little horn dog will do the full-on sex act anywhere. He’s really something else. I’m hoping to see him again.”

I widened my eyes. “Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. You want to see himagain?”

Grinning, Scott fanned himself. “He was smoking hot. Kind of standoffish too, which, as you know, I dig.”

“How could he be considered standoffish, when he let you fuck him in the bathroom of a coffeehouse?”

“I mean he’s standoffish about his feelings. His ass is up for grabs, but I want him to only wantme. He wasn’t willing to go there with me.”

“Of course not. You just met.”

He smirked. “But… I have it on good authority I have a magical dick. He should only want me, now that he’s had me.”

“You might have a screw loose, my friend.”

“I definitely have a screw loose.” He chuckled.

I studied him. “You actually like him, don’t you?”

He hesitated. “Yeah. Not for anything serious, of course. But he’s funny. Smart. I like that he’s impulsive too.”

“What’s his name?”

“Crispin.” Scott sighed. “He’s got the most beautiful blueish-purple eyes.”

“Probably contacts.”

“I said the same thing, but he swears they’re real.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You swear you’re not making this guy up? A horny ginger with purple eyes?”

“Sounds perfect, right?”

I prefer a blond manny with sky blue eyes.

I winced inwardly at that thought. I didn’t want to keep fixating on Thomas. There were lots of other men out there. What Thomas and I had was purely physical, and there were tons of hot guys to be fucked in the world.

I grabbed one of the flyers. “Come to the anniversary party, and see if Purple Eyes wants to join you. I’d love to meet him.”

“I’ll see if he’s free. Who knows if I’ll even be seeing him by then.”

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