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    “Mike.” He shook Richard’s hand, still unsure what tactic to go with, but he never took his arm away from James’s waist. “I came straight from L.A. so I need some new clothes for the weekend.”
    Richard gave him a long once-over, which only made Mike more aware of the crappy fabrics he was wearing.
    “So, you’ve known each other long?” he asked, and James cleared his throat.
    “We met shortly after the last conference.”
    “But it was love at first sight.” Mike grinned and gave James’s cheek a peck. If it was the boyfriend experience James wanted, that was what he would get.
    Richard gave a slow nod, looking back to his wife. “Yeah, Tabitha Miles brought her husband last year, but the organizers hadn’t predicted there would be men in the partners’ activities. The poor guy ended up getting a facial.”
    James leaned back, just enough that Mike could actually feel it. “Her husband is a lovely man.”
    Mike grinned. “That’s what’s so great about being gay. I can go with James to all the activities planned for the men.” Maybe James knew how to be nasty, but Mike was not gonna let him down now that they were on the same team.
    Richard chuckled. “Isn’t that a bit sexist?”
    “He’s very enthusiastic about my work,” said James.
    Mike shrugged. “I don’t know if it’s sexist, it wasn’t me who planned all the activities for the attendee’s partners with ladies in mind. I just came here to support Jamie in anything he wants.” He petted James’s nape and gave him another kiss. “I enjoy it as a short break from my work.”
    “And what is it that you do?” asked Richard, stepping closer. He looked a bit like a Ken doll Mike’s cousin always placed at the bottom of the pile of Barbies.
    “I’m a personal trainer. How do you think Jamie got into such amazing shape?” Mike laughed and pinched James’s waist.
    Richard snorted. “So, is he a finished project now?”
    James straightened his back, tensing again, but before he could answer, Mike grabbed at the bottom of James’s shirt and pulled it up to expose the stomach. “Are you kidding me?” Mike stroked the firm, flat muscle that tightened under his touch. He wouldn’t come up with a better excuse to do it if he tried. “This is rock solid. It’s just maintenance now.”
    Richard gave them a wide grin that didn’t even get near his eyes. “Maybe you won’t get your ass kicked at paintball this time then.”
    James sighed. “I don’t care much for paintball anyway, but we’ll see.”
    Mike’s eyes went wider, and he gave Rich a vicious grin. “Paintball? Bring it! Jamie, why didn’t you tell me there’s gonna be paintball? So cool.”
    Savannah paced over with two pairs of shoes in her hands. Her legs were so long she really did seem like a gazelle on the savannah. “My, my!” She grinned at them with a set of teeth as white as Richard’s.
    James cleared his throat and pushed down the shirt, covering Mike’s hands. “Nice to see you again. Are you enjoying yourself?”
    Savannah hugged her husband’s arm. “It’s going to be insanely boring, but he knows how to convince me to come with him.”
    “I heard the hotel has a spa and sauna,” Mike said even though he had no idea if it did.
    “I know, right?” Savannah chuckled. “We could go together.”
    “I just need to buy some swimming shorts for the pool. Unless you wanna go skinny dipping.” Mike grinned at her and stepped a bit closer.
    Richard pulled his wife back by the arm. “You can go skinny dipping with me. We could go now.”
    Savannah giggled and hugged him. “Let’s go, but first, you pay for my shoes, sweetie.” She kissed his cheek.
    Mike exhaled. For a moment he’d thought Richard wanted to go skinny dipping with him.
    “See you later,” said James and squeezed Mike’s hands where they were placed over his rock hard stomach.
    Richard sighed and stepped back. “Enjoy your shopping trip.”
    “See you, Rich,”