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Drew moved back to Kris’s cock and surrounded the head with his mouth just as Kris screamed, “Coming!”

Kris’s hot spend filled Drew’s mouth, and he swallowed as fast as he could. After a few moments, Kris pulled him up and kissed him deeply.

Before long, they were both fast asleep in each other’s arms.

* * *

He wokewith his cock in Kris’s mouth. Looking down, he smiled and said, “Well, this is certainly a nice way to wake up in the morning.”

Kris paused in his ministrations long enough to say, “Sorry I dozed off before I had a chance to do this last night.”

“No worries,” Drew replied, “it’s not like we’re keeping score or anything.”

“I know, but I really did want to taste you. And I must say, you are quite delicious.” With that, he went back to sucking. Before long, Drew was screaming Kris’s name.

“That was fantastic.” Drew was breathless. He pulled Kris in for a kiss, tasting himself on Kris’s tongue. “And while I’d love nothing more than to stay in bed with you all day, I did promise Kat we’d have breakfast together.”

“I remember. What I don’t understand is why.” Just then, Kris’s phone buzzed, and he groaned. “You jinxed us; I bet that’s Kat now.”

“Well, when you announced that we were making it an early night, she grabbed me and asked me if everything was okay. I might have said they were better than okay and told her we’d talk this morning.”

“Okay,” Kris said. “And yes, that was a text from her, saying, and I quote, ‘Get your skinny asses up and meet us at the buffet in twenty minutes.’”

They showered—together—in record time without getting too distracted and found Kat and Court waiting at the buffet entrance exactly nineteen minutes later.

“Well, you boys certainly look like you had a fun evening,” Kat said, her grin wide and her eyes twinkling. “I just can’t figure out which one of you is the cat and which one the canary.”

“Let’s just say it was an equal-opportunity night. Or morning.” Drew blushed.

“My, my.” Court’s eyes widened. “I’m not sure exactly what happened, but I must say, it does look good on both of you.”

“It seems our friendly bar waiter, Gabe, fancies himself a bit of a matchmaker,” Kris told them. They’d each revealed their recent encounters with him, and although a little surprised, were both thrilled with the outcome. “I must remember to tip him especially well the next time we go there for a drink.”

“Ditto,” Kat agreed. “I must say, little brother, you look happier than I’ve seen you in a while.”

“Thanks. We’re not ready to say the L word yet, but we’ve talked a bit and definitely want to see more of each other when we get home.”

“Gee, I may have to send Izzy flowers or something. I thought her idea was a bit over the top at first, but it looks like it’s turning out okay.”

* * *

They managedto beg off Dee’s request that they join her and Tony, along with Di and Frank, at the Blue Coral Lounge for a salsa-dance contest before dinner by promising they’d have drinks together at the Mermaid’s Tail pub after their meal. A folk singer was performing that night, and Kris knew his mom would love that.

Kris, Drew, Kat, and Court arrived a few minutes early at Neptune’s Reef but didn’t see Gabe anywhere. There was another bar waiter taking orders from a group of passengers. If Drew remembered correctly, his name was Anton, but again, no Gabe.

Drew looked at the bar and saw Theo shaking a cocktail. The tall blond bartender smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Gabe will be back from his break any minute now. Why don’t you sit at that high top”—he gestured with his chin—“and I’ll send him over when he gets back.”

“Thanks, Theo,” Drew replied. “By the way, I love your accent although I can’t quite place it. Something Scandinavian, though, right?”

“I’m Norwegian,” Theo replied, his blue eyes sparkling.

Sure enough, Gabe ambled over to them a few minutes later. “Good evening, ladies, gentlemen. How are you all doing tonight?”

“Wonderful, thanks,” Kris spoke for the group. He shook Gabe’s hand, and Drew knew there were folded bills that passed between them.

“Thank you, Mr. Kris,” Gabe said.

“No, thank you, Gabe,” Kris replied, placing his hand over Drew’s. “We really appreciate all you’ve done.”