“You should have seen him,” Adam said. “He sucked my dick like it gave him life. He worshipped my cock, he fucking worshipped it. When he started sucking my balls, I was like, okay, that’s it, he’s coming home with me.”

“He’s here?” Caleb asked, wide-eyed, looking past Adam and down the hallway.

“He’s in my bed right now,” Adam said with a casual smirk. “He’s still asleep. I think I wore him out. Poor guy.”

“Did Elijah ever catch up with Gabe?” Caleb asked.

“Gabe who?” Adam asked, uncapping a bottle of water.

“Gabe Bailey,” Caleb said. “The guy he’s in love with. The guy he talks about every single day. The guy he’s obsessed with. The guy he’s stalking. The guy-”

“Oh, him,” Adam said. “Yeah, I have no idea.”

“You went to the club together,” Caleb said.

“We went our separate ways pretty early on,” Adam said, dropping onto the sofa with careless grace.

“You mean, you took off to pick up guys and get laid,” Caleb said.

“It’s what I was there for,” Adam said, flipping open the newspaper on the coffee table. “Did the Raiders win?” he asked, finding the sports section.

“I hope he found Gabe,” Caleb said. “I’m sure he did.”

“I’m sure he’s ass-up in Gabe’s bed right now, having the time of his life,” Adam said. “Shit, the fuckers won!” The doorbell rang. “Get that for me.”

“Yes, master,” Caleb said, getting up and crossing the room. Checking the peephole, he said, “It’s Elijah,” and opened the door. “Hey, how was last night?!”

“You asshole!” Elijah shouted, storming past Caleb.

“You had a bad time,” Caleb guessed, closing the door.

“You self-absorbed self-centered motherfucking asshole!” Elijah shouted, snatching up the newspaper in both hands and smacking Adam over the head with it. “You selfish bastard!” Smack! “How the hell could you-” smack! “-fucking do that-” smack! “-to me?!” Smack smack!

“What the hell are you talking about?” Adam demanded, tearing the newspaper from Elijah’s hands.

“You stole Gabe!”

“I stole what?!”

“Uh-oh,” Caleb said, cautiously edging closer.

“Gabe! My Gabe! You stole him right out from under me!”

“How did I do that?” Adam asked, sitting back and crossing his arms over his chest.

“You bought him a drink,” Elijah said, eyes full of barely contained outrage. “You danced with him. You took him into the back and he gave you head. Then you took him home.” The last words were barely out of his mouth before he climbed over the coffee table, reaching for Adam’s throat. “You sick self-obsessed motherfucker, I’m in love with him! You knew that I was in love with him and you took him home with you!”

“Whoa, hey, hey,” Caleb said, trying to drag Elijah back over the table again. “Let’s not kill each other before noon.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Adam snapped, fending Elijah off. “I’ve never met Gabe! And you fight like a girl!”

“You motherfucking-”

“Uh, I’m Gabe.” Tall, slender, and half-naked, Gabe came in from the hallway. He had a tousled mop of black curls, and his jeans had slipped down to reveal a decent section of pelvic bone.

Elijah froze.

Adam turned to look. “Oh, that’s your name.”

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