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I shook my head, leaning closer to Shane.
“Oh!” Matt’s eyes widened. “Not into gingers. You’re more of a David dates Goliath kind of guy. I get that.”
I tried to say something. I really tried.
Shane’s shoulders shook with laughter.
Traitor.
Matt grinned wider, eyes glittering. “Say your name again for me, baby. Say it slow, like you mean it, like you’re makin’ love . . . or pasta . . . I don’t care which. Both go down just right.”
I shook my head, heat climbing my neck. “I’m good, thanks.”
More laughter. Mike was doubled over.
Matt wagged a finger. “Spoil sport.” He looked to the audience. “Can you imagine that voice whisperingin your ear? ‘Ciao, bella. . .’ Boom—pregnant.”
I groaned, wishing for death.
But Matt wasn’t done.
Oh no.
His eyes slid to Shane.
And then he took a step back.
“Holy shit!” Matt said, blinking in mock awe. “Are you sitting next to a mountain, Mateo? What the hell—look at this guy!”
The audience whooped.
"I didn't know gays came in that size." Matt pointed between us. “Are you two together? Is this your man, Mateo?”
My mouth opened. Closed. I glanced at Shane—who looked equally deer-in-headlights. I couldn’t answer without, well, answering a question we had yet to even ask each other.
Fuck my life.
Matt grinned wickedly. “Ohhhh, I love this—neither of them knows how to answer!”
The crowd cracked up again.
Matt paced, working it. “Boyfriends? Lovers? Clients with benefits? Come on, give us something!”
Shane muttered, his voice carrying all the warmth of a lion’s roar. “We’re . . . seeing each other.”
Cue more cheers.
Matt beamed. “Fucking adorable! And look atthis guy!” He gestured to Shane. “Dude, how big are you? Like, you’re built like the bench press is afraid of you.”
Laughter swelled again.
And then—of course—it escalated.
“Seriously, how tall are you? I mean, I could see your pecs from space, but now I’m curious.” Matt shaded his eyes. “Stand up, man. Come on—let us appreciate this.”
I barely had time to react as Shane squeezed my hand once, then pulled away and rose to his feet.
Our first moment apart all night.
