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the day, he would get off work, clean himself up, and immerse himself in Chicago’s club scene. He totally lived the stereotypical life of a single gay man. Sex and more sex. He got laid all the time. Then he’d been given responsibility of the kids and everything had changed. He’d had to stop being that guy, and shit got more serious. He took the responsibility to heart because he owed it to Hunter and Emalynn to be there and be the father they needed.
    When Emalynn, only a few weeks old, had gotten sick, he’d had the shit scared out of him. He’d loaded up both kids and taken them to the hospital to have her checked out. The staff had given him grief over providing care once he told them he was her guardian, not her father. Social workers got involved; making it a giant fucked up mess.
    T he next day, he called his attorney and started the paperwork to make them legally his so they would never have to go through all the problems again. But that step changed everything again. In Trent’s mind, a guardian’s job was a way different thing than a dad’s job. He understood how crazy that sounded, but it was true. Being a father meant setting an example, and that didn’t include leaving them at home all night while he partied it up in some random gay club.
    Trent had tried dating. It made perfect sense in his mind. He needed to find a committed relationship. He stupidly put self-imposed sex restrictions on his dates, requiring more than one date before allowing himself release. There would be no more random one night stands. And he’d stuck to it. Then again, only a couple of times over the last four years had he found anyone willing to go on more than one date. He did get to have sex a few times during, but it ended pretty quickly after Trent had to cancel a few dates because of a sick child.
    Interestingly enough, he found if he were into the ladies, his plan would have worked. Single men with children drew women in like flies to honey. At least once a day some random female would hit on him when he towed his kids around. Funny though, the children weren’t the same magnet to gay men and the restrictions which came along with being a single father kept him from being in the circles needed to meet people like himself or to do the things he liked to do. Like go out to dinner, see a movie, or take an overnight stay away.
    He dropped the back of his head against the truck with a thump and kept the phone parked at his ear, listening to the beat of the music coming through the speaker, his foot tapping out the rhythm. He thought it might be some Bee Gee’s classic disco remake, and he let out a huff as he realized how pathetic it was that he knew the tune so well he could tap it out with his work boot without conscious thought.
    Images of Gage came back to his mind despite all his effort to stop them. Never had he been in a situation quite like this one, and without question, pulling away from the swipe of Gage’s hand down the front of his jeans had cost him dearly. He wasn’t sure his dick would ever forgive him for turning that down.
    If he were being honest, Trent was fine with his life and fine with his lack of sex. He totally bought into the theories of a bigger purpose and a greater good. But Gage Synclair was just too fucking hot. He loved the stories Gage created with his camera. To have Gage Synclair rubbing on his dick, propositioning him with a quick round in the closest restroom truly shocked the shit out of him. The whole thing was beyond incredible. It actually ranged more in the ridiculously unbelievable category of life.
    Seriously, how did Trent not say ‘screw the big picture’ and go in the bathroom to fuck the guy’s brains out? Trent sighed. He knew the reason. Nothing was worth jeopardizing what he built with the kids or their future. Not even fifteen minutes alone with the super-hot, apparently gay, celebrity Gage Synclair sucking him hard. And boy would he make Gage… Suck. Him. Hard. Who