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“Boooo,” I yell, flopping back onto the couch. “I had *NSYNC on my tweener walls, for fuck’s sake! Don’t you realize this would be a tweener dream come true for me?”

“I don’t remember the choreography,” he insists. “This was, like, seventeen years ago.”

“So, make something up on the fly. I won’t know the difference.”

“I tell you what. When we reach our goal, I’ll do a performance for you as a reward.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Do you promise?”

“What will you give me in return, asmyreward?”

“A kiss?”

“Sold.”

“Well, damn, that was easy.”

He shrugs. “I really,reallywant to kiss you.”

“Okay,fine. You drive a hard bargain: I’ll throw in the fuck of your life, too.”

He bursts out laughing. “Double-sold.”

Auggie holds up his beer to me, so I hold up my wine.

“To reaching our goal in record speed,” he says.

“Yes. And to kissing and fucking and making my tweener fantasies come true as our rewards, in addition to not getting killed or maimed.”

“Hell yeah to all of it.Cheers.”

“Cheers.”

We clink glasses, and while we’re still sipping our respective drinks, Auggie’s phone on the coffee table buzzes. He looks at his screen and tells me the charging cord for the video camera has arrived. Apparently, it downstairs in his mailbox.

“Lucky probably needs to go out, anyway,” he says, rising from the couch and stretching. “I’ll go get it now and take him out.”

“Bring it to me when you come back up,” I say. “I’m dying to see if the camera works, once it’s plugged in.”

“I might walk Lucky around the block. How late will you be up?”

“I’m a night owl. Come by whenever you’re back.”

We head out of Auggie’s place with Lucky hopping at our heels, and while Auggie and Lucky head down the long hallway, I slip through my door. Once inside my condo, I close my door and exhale loudly.Damn, damn, damn. Did Auggie have that much big dick energy at Captain’s? If he did, and I missed it, then I was blind.I have to assume this crazy situation has brought out something new in him—something unexpected that’s exceedingly attractive to me. Otherwise, the fact that I didn’t smile back at him at Captain’s was proof positive that I’m an epic dumbshit.

I head to my bathroom and do my nighttime routine. When that’s done, I grab a glass of water and sit at the folding card table in my living room and wait. When there’s a knock at the door, I peek through the peephole to confirm it’s him, and when I open the door, I’m shocked to feel my heart fluttering.Jesus. I’m fluttering like a teenager being picked up for prom!

“Long time, no see,” I joke.

Auggie hands me a padded envelope—the charging cord for the video camera. We stowed the video camera, cassettes, and documents at my place after coming back from the storage facility.

“Let me know if it works,” he says. “Hopefully, we got the right one.”

“Why don’t you come in to see?”

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