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mother-in-law." Danny grinned evilly.
    That actually made Jack chuckle, and he was smiling as he told Rachel goodbye and hung up.
    "They're going to be okay. Really." Jack needed to let it go, at least for a little while.
    "I hope so. I really do. She's a good girl."
    "And Billy's a good boy. They'll figure it."
    Jack nodded, finished his beer. "Yeah."
    "You want another, or you want to go out for dinner or something?" He didn't mind giving up his house, but he wasn't ready to go back to the bakery for the night just yet.
    "I think I need to slow down on the booze. Did you grow up here?"
    "Yeah, I did. It was just me and Annie and my mom." He waved at Marco. "Can we have some zucchini sticks or something, man?"
    "Sure. You guys want a burger?"
    Jack nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, I think so."
    "That'd be great, man. Thanks."
    They sat there, the sun setting outside, the bar starting to fill.
    "So what do you do in your downtime?" Dan asked
    "I used to do woodworking and shit, but I don't have my workshop or tools so I guess I unpack boxes and surf the 'Net."
    "Your ex took all your stuff? That's not right." This guy was the bad luck kid.
    "Yeah. Tell me about it."
    The bartender leaned over like he was sharing a secret. "I'll go set the house on fire."
    Jack snorted. "Promise?"
    "Yep. With Chris and Ben in it."
    Dan winced. "Already shacked up with someone new? That's harsh, man."
    "You know it. It was more like already shacked up before letting the current occupant know."
    "Wow. That's..." Dan shook his head. "You need to date a different class of woman."
    "I... Huh?"
    "Well, between the harpy who's Rachel's mother and this last one kicking you to the curb like that?" He shook his head. "
    "Oh. Right. I... Yeah. Shit."
    Marco was chuckling, shoulders shaking.
    Dan frowned, feeling like he was missing the joke. "What?"
    "I... Uh. Look, man, I think... Marco. Burgers."
    "Don't tell me they're the same woman."
    "No. No, they're not the same person."
    "Okay, then." Dan shrugged off the feeling of being left out on the joke, his eyes lighting up when one of the waiters came out of the back with their burgers.
    Jack started eating, head down, tension in his shoulders.
    He hated seeing anyone so uptight. "It will be all right, Jack. It'll all work out in the end."
    The man was going to have a grandkid he was going to dote on, Dan was sure.
    "It will. I hope."
    "What can I do to help? I hate seeing you all uptight like this." Of course he believed there were few things a half hour with some baked goods couldn't cure. Or at least mitigate.
    "To be honest with you, man, I just need to decompress."
    "Yeah? And how do you usually do that?" Dan liked baking bread. Or fucking.
    "Blowjobs, but that's over for now."
    Dan could help with that. There was just the little detail of Jack being straight.
    Marco snorted. "You'd have to go to Charlie's for that, man."
    Jack flipped the man off, and Dan's eyebrows went up. Charlie's was a gay bar. It wasn't a rainbow flag type of place, but still, men knew what it was, if they were queer. So maybe Jack wasn't a hundred percent straight. Maybe the man went off woman whenever they screwed him over, like Rachel's mother and this last ex.
    So maybe Dan could do that for Jack. Still, given they were about to become in-laws, he maybe didn't want to be Jack's one-night stand stress relief. Which was too bad, because the man really was everything Dan liked.
    He buried his face in his beer and told his fucking cock to behave.
    Jack leaned back, stretched, belly tight. Oh, fuck. Who was Dan kidding? His cock was not going to go down as long as Jack was in the general area.
    "Your burger okay, man?"
    He had no fucking clue. "Uh-huh."
    "Cool."
    "Yeah." Dan licked his lips and tried to figure out what the hell it was they were talking about. Jack's eyes were on his mouth. He knew it. Knew it. He licked his lips again, almost vibrating he was suddenly so turned on. Damn the man. Just damn.
    "I need to hit the head, man. Be