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toward Louis. He was gritty with sand when Louis pulled him up onto his lap.
What s the matter, sweetheart?
Aw, looks like he got sand in his eyes. Sondra started swabbing Liam s
face with a damp washcloth from her diaper bag, while Abbie went to check on
their two charges.
After Liam s roars subsided to sniffles and he was cuddled with his face
tucked against Louis s chest, Sondra continued her fact-finding mission.
You like Krefman, don t you? I didn t want to talk in front of Abbie, but I
can tell by the way you perked up at the mention of him.
I may have a little crush, but it doesn t mean anything, Louis admitted.
It s not going anywhere.
It could. You should think about tapping that. I mean, why wouldn t you?
He s rich and powerful and good looking. I d be all over him if I were you.
Sondra, shh. Louis indicated Liam with a jerk of his head. He s not deaf.
He s just a little kid. He s not paying attention, and if he was, he wouldn t
understand what we re talking about. Anyway, I m just saying you should keep
your options open. If you see a chance, take it. You could be set.
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Louis rolled his eyes at her social-climbing daydreams. Sondra would ve
been right at home if she d lived in Regency England, maneuvering to land
herself a duke or something.
But even though he brushed off her comments and changed the subject, he
couldn t stop the niggling whispers her words had set off in him. It would be so
easy. He d done that kind of thing many times before. He knew how to attract
men s interest, if not always how to keep it long term. He knew how to get them
to invite him in and take care of him. Until his most recent rattrap apartment,
he d never had to pay rent. There d always been a soft place to land.
But damn it, he was done being Blanche DuBois and depending on the
kindness of strangers. If he was going to have sex, it would be for the sake of sex,
not to angle himself into a better position.
Damn, just thinking of sex made him realize how badly he needed to get
laid. Sondra was right. It was time for some grown-up interactions. Time for a
night out.
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A nightclub. It had to be a nightclub.
Dan looked around the loud, flashy, crowded space and sank into himself
just a little further. He was not a nightclub kind of guy. The techno-trance music,
or whatever they called it, assaulted his ears and gave him a headache. The sea of
shirtless men with chiseled pecs and abs might be a visual feast, but they also
made him acutely aware of how un-chiseled his own physique was. Sweaty
bodies jostled together, swaying and gyrating in a tribal dance. And, while he
couldn t deny the way his cock was beginning to stand to attention, he had zero
desire to join in.
Hot, huh? I told you. This is the place right now.
Dan glanced over at his date, nodded and smiled. He didn t bother speaking.
Chaz wouldn t hear him over the music anyway, not unless he shouted in the
guy s ear.
Mara, the friend who d arranged this blind date, hadn t exaggerated her
cousin s looks. Chaz was physically attractive with sandy blond hair, dazzling
white teeth and a good build. But Dan was beginning to think Mara didn t know
him at all if she thought someone like Chaz would be a good match for him. The
guy was self-centered. He d carried the conversation all evening with no help
from Dan. Seemed to prefer it that way as he talked on and on and on.
Hell, maybe Mara hadn t been at all concerned about matching personalities.
She was probably just thinking it was about time Dan got laid. And that was
clearly a possibility tonight, from the looks Chaz kept giving him.
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The sad thing was, Dan would probably go for it. He was tired of being gay
in theory only and was ready to take action. He d just hoped it would be with
someone more interesting than a Chaz.
He stared across his drink at the dance floor full of beautiful tight young
bodies and older ones starting to soften a bit but, with the help of physical
trainers, still fit enough. Evidently the bouncer barred the truly old and sagging
from the club in order to keep the mood ever youthful and exciting.
I said Want to dance? Chaz shouted in his ear. The sour smell of whisky
made Dan s nostril s flare.
I, uh& Dan stared at one of the dancers. A colored spotlight illuminated a
face he was beginning to know very well. Louis s head was thrown back, his face
bathed in rose light. His eyes were closed, lips curved in a smile. His arms waved
above his head, and his body swayed as sinuously as a cobra. His body was&
God, it was beautiful. Shirtless. Muscled. Sweaty. Male. Dan could taste the salt
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