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“Fine. It looks like we’re dating,” Lance said, shooting a smirk Ken’s way, feigning a sentimental gaze into his best friend’s eyes that had them both convulsed with laughter after a few seconds.
They were probably going to have to work on that. It wasn’t going to be a very convincing relationship if every time they tried to do something romantic, they went off into gales of near hysterical laughter.
Ken was a beautiful man, and Ken was a good guy, but that was as far as it went. Lance had never had any interest in him romantically, and he would swear that the same could be said for Ken, but they could do this. They could make it work.
They had to, or Lance was going to have to peddle his papers elsewhere.
“One more thing, boys,” Lester told them, smug satisfaction pretty much radiating off of him in a way that made even Lance have to grit his teeth to keep from saying anything. “No one can know that this relationship isn’t real. No one. Not Aaron, not your friends, not your families. The secret stays between the three of us.”
Lance shrugged. Honestly, that didn’t seem like such a big deal to him, not once he’d accepted that he had to do this at all. And Lester was right, anyway. Three people might be able to keep a secret, but any more than that and it was bound to get out. That would probably end up doing more harm than good.
“Fine,” Lance agreed, and Ken nodded, somewhat terser. Maybe he was realizing what he was signing up for, poor guy.
Finally, Lance dropped Ken’s hand, trying to comfort himself. So he couldn’t date women. Whatever. It wasn’t like that had been hugely fulfilling anyway. None of them were Amy, anyway. None of them had been able to compare to her, no matter how ready Lance had felt to move on.
Deep in thought, he spun away from both Ken and Lester, a frown on his face and his eyes fixed on the floor. He would go out for a smoke. Clear his head a little. Try to figure out how this was going to work, and not ruin his friendship with Ken at the same time.
So he wasn’t watching where he was going, and he literally bumped into someone, or rather, almost plowed him over. Raising his eyes with apologies on his lips, Lance steadied the guy with hands on his slender shoulders and looked into the most brilliantly, crystalline blue eyes that he had ever seen.
