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“I’m much more fun than a car and my parts are softer until they’re not.”
“Yeah, yeah, I saw your parts, remember?” Kevin leaned against the bar, resting on his elbows.
The man grinned. “I definitely remember. Hard to forget how adorable you are when you drool.”
Kevin blushed. He checked to make sure no one was waiting for any drinks or happened to be in hearing range as he asked, “You wanna have some fun, is that it? Dance a little, take a roll around the back of my truck? Or take me back to your place for some weird Satanic orgy?”
“What kind of girl do you think I am, sug?” The man leaned in closer. “No Satanic orgies before the third date.”
“Sorry, I don’t usually make it to the third date,” Kevin quipped. “What a shame.”
“Sticky back seat fumblings, however, can be arranged much earlier.” The man sipped his drink. “Like now.”
Kevin’s face continued to heat up, and he could not deny that what the man was offering had its appeal. He’d never been pursued like this before, and there was something about the man’s smile that made Kevin’s pulse go crazy. He’d actually forgotten about the deep void in his chest because it was currently filled with a surprisingly strong flutter.
“Now what kinda girl do you thinkIam?” Kevin laughed. “I don’t even know your name, orgy guy.”
“Percival Pearl,” the man replied, offering out his hand. “A pleasure.”
“Kevin Hamill.” Kevin shook the man’s hand. “And for the record,Percy, there was no drooling, okay?”
“My name isPercival, not Percy, and you were absolutely drooling, Mr. Hamill.” Percy smirked. “I remember it like it was yesterday. You kept talking about wanting to stuff your big sausage in my personal pan.”
Kevin laughed hard. “Oh my God, I know for a fact I didn’t say that.” He grinned. “You really are a meat lover though, huh?”
“It’s true. Love it. Can’t get enough.”
“Christ.” Kevin laughed again, reaching for a bottle of Jack Daniels to pour himself a shot. He had a feeling he was going to need it. He tipped the glass back. “Mm, you know, I’m a little curious. Didn’t seem to be short of company at your place. Why are you so hot for me?”
Percy propped his chin in his hand. “Would you believe me if I said it was for work and not actually how I would have preferred to spend my evening?”
“Orgies are your job?” Kevin noticed Joe coming off the stage to a light round of applause, and he grabbed a pint glass. He headed to the taps to pour Joe’s favorite beer. “You really expect me to believe that?”
“Orgies aren’t part of the job per se, but being expected to host a large group of people and provide food and drink and entertainment…” Percy gestured vaguely. “Orgies just sort of happen with that crowd.”
“Right,” Kevin drawled, setting the beer over on the bar for Joe. “Sure. I mean, I can’t remember the last time this place didn’t turn into a drunken, bloody orgy by the end of the night.”
“You’re mocking me.” Percy pouted. “As if I have any reason to lie to you. I’m trying to establish getting filled on a weekly basis, sug. I want our relationship to be founded on honesty.”
“Honesty, huh?” Kevin shook his head. “Well, I can honestly say I’ve never met anyone like you, Percy.”
“Ditto, sug.”
Joe joined Kevin behind the bar, going right for the beer. “Thanks, partner!” He gulped the beer down. “Ah, you’re coming up for the next song, all right?”
Kevin grunted as Joe slapped his back, and he noticed how Percy scowled.
Joe glanced between Kevin and Percy, and he cracked a smile. “Sorry. Hope I wasn’t intruding on anything.”
“Don’t worry.” Percy tipped his glass back. “I’m fucking it all up on my own, thank you.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself.” Kevin smiled. “You’re doing all right.”
Joe grinned, glancing at Percy’s empty glass. “Tequila sunrise, yeah?” He reached over to smack Percy’s shoulder. “Don’t you worry about Kevvy here. He loosens up once you get some whiskey in him.”
Percy casually dusted off his jacket with a strained smile. “I’m actually trying to get him to loosen me up, you see, but I’ll remember what you said about the whiskey.”
“Cheap stuff. Trust me.” Joe grabbed the bottles for another tequila sunrise just as the girls from earlier squealed from the other end of the bar. “You might wanna go get them.”
