In the dimly lit bar, Michael drummed his fingers on the table. “Maybe you should have let me meet him somewhere without you two along as chaperones.”
Eli
chuckled. “It took me a week to convince him to meet you. He’d never go for the
blind date thing.”
“Well,
he’s late. Sure he’ll show?”
“Relax.”
Burke massaged Eli’s neck. “He’ll be here.”
Ordinarily
Michael looked forward to sizing up a new man. In fact, he’d already taken
stock of every guy in the room. If Cobey didn’t show, the bartender looked like
a good prospect. Prolonged eye contact, a big grin, and a wink when serving
Michael’s beer. Yep, good prospect. Someone new.
Of
course, Cobey would be new. Too new. Michael sighed. How was he supposed to
introduce himself? Hello. I’m the guy our
mutual friends have asked to be your sex instructor. How’s it hangin’? Yippee.
“There.”
Eli nodded at the entrance. “Just coming in.”
For
a moment it was too crowded to see much, but the herd of patrons parted.
Michael licked his lips. Well, well,
well. The picture hadn’t done Cobey justice. Nicely wide shoulders, narrow
hips, hair a man could get a grip on. Dark eyes. A perfect mouth—full but not
too full. How was it possible this gorgeous male specimen had never been
intimate with another guy? And Michael had the opportunity to be the first one.
I can certainly sacrifice myself
for the greater good by teaching him.
~*~
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