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one night out.
    Ase grabbed Jase by the belt loop and pulled him forward until Jase could smell the spicy cinnamon and cloves scent that emanated from Ase’s body. Then he planted a soft, but hungry closed-mouth kiss on Jase’s lips. It was the sweetest kiss Jase had ever known. Damn, the man was burrowing under his skin. No one got under Jase Emery’s skin. Ask his ex. Any of them.
    Jase loved the taste and the smell of the man, and how he hummed into their kiss. He loved how Ase parted Jase’s lips with just the tip of his tongue, and teased Jase’s tongue with his, not trying to lick Jase’s tonsils.
    Ase’s over-full lips were pillowy and warm, his clean-shaven face smooth to the touch. He was soft in all the right places and hard in all the best.
    Speaking of… Jase backed out of the kiss, smiling to let Ase know it was good, too good, but gathering himself. They’d been practically fucking each other on the street. And nothing was more unlike Jase than that. He was the fuck in the dark kind of guy, be his partner male or female. He was so used to furtive, anywhere-he-could-get-it fucks because he was home and didn’t want his parents to hear, or trying not to get in trouble with Uncle Sam, so the complete abandon was nice. Who the fuck would see him in this sea of anonymity tonight?
    No one.
    So when Ase gave a cocky smile and held out his hand, Jase took it without question and followed Ase into the bar.
    Ase paid for their entrance fee so Jase paid for the first round of drinks. They danced briefly; Jase got introduced to a few people Ase knew, and had a couple more drinks before they decided to get some fresh air.
    Yes, they’d come out to go dancing but they wanted to talk. Of all things. And Jase couldn’t get enough of Ase’s laugh and his sense of humor.
    “Do you want to go to another bar? Or we could go round for something to eat?”
    Jase shrugged. “I’m enjoying just hangin’ out.” I want to drag you back to my room and fuck you over every surface. He decided that was better left unsaid. The way they kept touching each other, their hard-ons had stayed half-staff all night.
    “I know a quieter bar. We can ‘hang out’ in there.” He elbowed Jase gently, teasing.
    The bar looked similar to pub they’d eaten in the night before, but much gayer. There were rainbow flags everywhere, and guys shamelessly necking in the corner. It made Jase smile a bit to be a part of this, even if just for the night.
    He looked up at Ase who’d placed a hand on his on the tabletop after they’d taken a seat. “Thanks for coming out, tonight,” Ase said. “I avoid my cousins, and the people in my photography class are a little… too European, for lack of a better explanation. It’s been a lonely six months. This is nice.” His smile made little butterflies burst in Jase’s chest. Damn, what was this chemistry?
    “Thanks for stalking me into submission.”
    “Hey!” Ase reached across the table and gave Jase a playful shove.
    Jase laughed and picked up a menu from the rack at the edge of the table, happy to see one side was in English. A waiter in short-shorts and a crop top came over, speaking heavily accented English as he took their order for burgers and beer.
    “You’re so white.”
    “I can’t help you keep bringing me to all the Anglicized joints,” Jase said, with a sniff.
    “It’s cute,” Ase said. His cocky grin was enough to set Jase’s cock into overdrive.
    The waiter returned with their beer and told them it’d be a moment for their food. Jase enjoyed their contented silence as they sipped their pints and looked at the people dancing on the tiny dance floor in the back room of the bar.
    “We could dance if you want,” Jase said, using his mug to point toward the dance floor.
    Ase looked over his shoulder then back at Jase. “Up to you. I think this is fine but if you want to do something else, we can.”
    “No. No, I’m okay with this,” Jase said.
    “When do you