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“Never going to happen,” he promised as he held Jack tightly. “I’m all yours.”
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“So, Gray, I heard you made it onto the barely legal crowd’s radar,” Kevin said within seconds of Gray and Jack sitting down at the table. “That’s a whole new generation for you to corrupt.”
Beside him, Jack stiffened.
“Ignore him,” he said to Jack and handed him a menu. “If you don’t give him attention, he stops.”
That was wishful thinking.
“You made your way through the bars, so now you’re moving to the under twenty-one crowd at the gym?”
That explained Kevin’s latest reason to be insufferable. Gray lowered his menu and glared at Thom.
“Sorry,” he mouthed to Gray and then he bumped his shoulder against Eric’s and said something into his ear.
“What are they talking about?” Jack asked him.
His voice was low, but Kevin was right across from them, watching closely and waiting for an opening, so he swooped right in.
“Gray and Thom were at the gym this morning and it turns out Gray has a very young admirer.”
“I didn’t say he wasthatyoung,” Eric said to Kevin, seemingly trying to make the situation better. It didn’t. “I just said Thom said he’s younger than—”
“Don’t,” Thom told his boyfriend.
“What happened at the gym?” Jack whispered, his eyes wide.
“Nothing happened.” He curled his hand around the side of Jack’s neck and ran his fingers over him.
“That’s not what I heard. I heard that—”
“I swear, I have not known a moment’s peace since meeting you,” Gray said to Kevin. He refocused on Jack. “Someone hit on me. I turned him down. That’s all.” He pressed their foreheads together. “Nothing happened.”
“So, Thom, would you say he was Oliver’s age or even younger?”
“Jesus,” Thom said. “You woke up today and chose violence. Leave it alone, Kev.”
“Oliver isn’tthatyoung,” Jaime said from the other side of the table.
“Excuse me.” Jack pushed his chair back. “I’m going to wash my hands.”
“Kevin, I'm asking you to stop whatever the fuck you’re doing,” Gray said.
Kevin reached across the table, dragged his finger down Gray’s arm and then licked it. “Bitter.”
“Whatever.” Gray rose from the table and followed Jack. He quickly caught up with him. “Jack, wait.” Jack stopped but he didn’t turn around. “I’m sorry about all that.” He steppedaround him so they were face to face. “What can I do to make this better?”
“It’s not your fault that someone came onto you.”
He clutched Jack’s hip. “I should have told you about it when I got home. I didn’t realize Kev would wage a blitz attack at brunch and blindside you like that.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I forgot about it the minute it was over. I don’t care enough about that guy or any other guy to give them space in my head. Plus, when I got home, you were sweaty and shirtless and wearing those indecent shorts and my brain short-circuited.”
“You liked my shorts?”
