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and Sam wanted to show him the goods all right.
    He had also scolded himself a little during that flight. As a
    general rule, whenever he was on the prowl he’d hit bars, maybe
    a club, like any other bisexual, reasonably attractive professional
    male in his early thirties would do. Buy someone a drink, chat
    him or her up a bit, go to their place, fuck their brains out and get
    the hell out of Dodge. He had very strict rules. He only fucked a
    person once, and he didn’t do romantic relationships at all.
    Sex always happened in a very controlled environment. It was
    a calculated situation with an even more calculated time frame
    and unforeseen, fortuitous encounters were never an option.
    Especially when he was worried out of his mind and rushing his
    way through one of the busiest airports on the planet.
    But for some reason Sam had taken the time to check out the
    dude, flirt a little, and make sure the blond returned his interest.
    And then he’d broken more rules by giving the guy a business
    card that not only included his cell phone number and email
    address, but his fucking job title to boot.
    Tex, which was what Sam had been calling the guy, had
    obviously blown Sam’s precautions all the way to Stupidland with
    his too hot for words looks.
    “Mac.”
    He liked it. The name totally fit the gorgeous southerner.
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    Sam smiled again.
    All of a sudden, he didn’t mind breaking his own rules that
    much. What consequences could it have when the guy lived
    hundreds of miles away and was only in town for a few days?
    “Fuck!”
    Sam twisted his head to look at the clock and winced a little
    when his shoulder muscle pulled. Boy, he felt like shit. He blinked
    twice, making sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him.
    11:45.
    “Shit. Where’d the time go?”
    Tex had called hours ago. Was almost midnight too late to call
    him back? Probably. Not to mention, Sam was exhausted.
    But Tex said he was leaving the next day…
    The entire household was sleeping. He could definitely get
    away for a few hours.
    What if Tex didn’t want to see him, though? What if he’d
    found somebody else? God knew Sam wouldn’t wait hours for a
    phone call, so why would Tex?
    “Well…” He sat on the edge of his bed, dialed the number,
    and waited for Mac to answer. “There’s only one way to find
    out.”
    § § § §
    Mac was enjoying himself like he hadn’t in longer than he
    cared to remember. Once he’d accepted the sexy guy wasn’t
    calling him back, he did his best to forget about it and have fun
    during his last night in New York City. And why wouldn’t he? A
    few more hours and it’d be his birthday, so a good ol’ celebration
    was in order. Luckily for him, Braxton, Christian, and their friend
    Gabriela were pros at having a great time. Mac couldn’t have
    asked for better company.
    After having dinner at some trendy French restaurant that
    served more frou-frou than tasty, substantial food, Gabi said she
    wanted to take him to a strip club that had gorgeous girls for
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    some heterosexual time. Mac thanked her but kindly declined,
    arguing it wouldn’t have been fair to Chris and Brax. Gabi said it
    was his birthday and insisted. He’d put his foot down.
    “But you’re straight and already work at a gay friendly bar.
    Don’t you get tired of the scene?”
    Thankfully Chris intervened. Gabi was his best friend, so
    he knew how to deal with her. He’d assured the lovely lady that
    he knew for a fact Mac didn’t mind going to a gay club, and
    suggested they move their party to Tangerine, the most popular
    gay club in Manhattan.
    Hours later, both Gabi’s innocent question and Chris’s
    comment were still ringing in his ears. How he knew for a fact
    that Mac didn’t mind the gay scene when he wasn’t working
    was anyone’s guess. For a few seconds he wished his friends
    had figured him out, then immediately regretted doing so. It’d
    definitely make his life easier