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“Don’t look at me like that. If I don’t let you go now, I’m gonna take you right here and now. Two nights,” he muttered. “I can hold on for two more nights.”

She propped herself up and leaned against his big frame. She loved how big he was, how he could easily encompass her with his large bulk. “So, what do you want to do until then?”

His eyes went straight to her breasts, but then he looked away. “I’m taking you out for dinner. I can’t marry a chick I’ve never even been on a date with, right?”

She smiled and kissed his cheek. “Right.”

CHAPTER 10

HECTOR

Hector stared at the guy with his ass perched on his desk, and contemplated his life. How the fuck had he ended up in the position of having to ask Tommie Green for a favor?

Tommie’s fingers drummed against Hector’s desk. “Let me get this straight.Youwant to go shopping withme? What, just because I’m gay, you assume I have great taste in clothing?”

“No, you little shit. I assume that because every time you have one of your girls’ nights, Jazzy can’t stop gushing about your style. Now, are you gonna help me out or not?” If he hadn’t been determined to not fuck up his first date with Mary, he would’ve left, leaving skid marks.

“Ah.” Tommie’s hand raked through his mohawk. “You know, I really wish they’d stop calling it girls’ night, since I’m obviously not a girl. I’m thinking about changing it into ‘getting laid’ night.”

“Thanks for sharing. I really feel like we’ve bonded. Now, can we switch back to what I’ve asked you to come over for?”

“What’s in it for me?”

“Nude pics of Achilles.”

Tommie immediately perked up. “You really have those?”

Dios...

“Of course not. Why the fuck would I have that?”

The scowl returned. “Not cool, Wolfman. Nobody likes a tease.”

Luckily, Hector had a trick up his sleeve. He took out the bag from behind his back. It had taken him a trip across town during rush hour to get it, so it better work.

Tommie gasped and snatched the bag out of his hand. “Gimme!” He drooled when he saw the contents. “Coffee crunch cake from Yasukochi’s. I think I love you.”

“Good. Now that you owe me, let’s get going.” He grabbed the kid by his arm and all but hauled him out of his office.

He didn’t let go of him until they were inside his loft. The Smurf had a habit of wandering off and causing mischief whenever he stopped by. One time, he’d readjusted the computer screens to the Village People. Another time, it was a Leather Daddy.

Tommie just finished the last of his pastry. “So, this is your place. It’s um…”

“Shitty,” Hector filled in for him.

“It could use some color,” Tommie said as he walked around. “Any color, really. Even beige would be an option. It’s a shame to let all this space go to waste. I think it takes up half the block. Do you have any idea what I could do with this place?”

“I didn’t call you over to redecorate my pad.”

“Well, you should have. Even a prepped-up clown would get depressed in here.”

“You can give your home deco tips to Mary for our new place. Now, get over here and make yourself useful.”

After a curious look at his bed—which was just a king against a wall—Tommie followed him to his closet.

“How to dress you for your first date with Mary,” he murmured. “Good thing you came to me.” He looked over Hector’s fatigues and boots, and dove into his closet. “So, what do you usually wear on dates?”

“I don’t date.”

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