Not my business. He looked over at Greg in his hiking boots, leather jacket, new shirt, pants and sweater, his boy was hot. He noticed men sitting at other tables eyeing Greg. Sorry. This boy is taken.
Cisco felt a pair of eyes on him and looked up. Greg was staring at him looking lost. Well, you’re not going to be lost for much longer, baby. From now on you’ll know very well where and to whom you belong.
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The three couples set out to shop. Bear, Jim and Reed wanted to go to the metallic arts store. Brian invited himself along on a trip to a studio devoted to glass sculpture. As they approached the building, Brian grabbed Greg to hold him back.
“I know that John Middleton’s husband is your patient. I’m telling you as a friend. Reed and Bear know this—I’ve got a bit of the sight. This Patrick man is toxic.” Greg hugged Brian’s arm.