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Happy and very drunk. With a swivel of his feet, he lifted the empty bottle to order another.
    The sounds of Rylie’s bachelor party carried on around him. The best Trevor could tell, everyone in the small bar looked to be in about in the same condition he was. Most of the members of his training class and Special Forces team showed tonight. Several flew in just to be here with Rylie. Very few of the men on their team were married. Many were experiencing the time honored tradition of a bachelor party together for the first time. Pacing yourself on drinks didn’t seem to matter. It certainly didn’t matter to him. Trevor was perfectly wasted, and it felt good to let go. After all, he was celebrating his best friend’s upcoming marriage.
    “Hey, man, I’ll get you another beer,” Trevor said, and took the step or two to the bar. The bartender pushed three Corona bottles in his direction. Trevor handed one to Rylie and one to Brody.
    “Nah, I’ve had enough. Give it to Brody,” Rylie yelled over the blaring music.
Brody didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the beer, holding two in his hands, giving Trevor a sloppy yet sexy grin. The one Trevor dreamed of regularly.
“Thanks and this is a damn fine rockin’party you planned, buddy. You havin’ a good time, my man?” Brody leaned in, shouting in Trevor’s ear.
Brody’s breath tingled across Trevor’s skin. Goose bumps sprang up across his arms. Trevor turned his head to bring his mouth close to Brody’s, only to lose balance. He stumbled a few steps and slammed into the back wall. Brody watched him with a laugh, and then turned back to the party, heading into the crowd.
God, he seriously still had it bad for the guy. Everything about Brody called out to him. The way the guy moved, dressed, spoke, smelled... He knew the guy was a slut, hell, everyone knew Brody was a slut, but his gaze still focused on the sway of Brody’s tight ass. Trevor wanted to run his hands across the denim so badly. Even in his drunken state, his cock sprang to life. It struck Trevor—there was only one other ass that could draw his attention and make him completely forget about his best friend, and it belonged to Reed Kensington. His budding hard-on grew stiffer thinking about the gorgeous blond haired man.
Trevor thought about Reed several times since their meeting last night, easily chasing Brody from his mind. The card Reed gave him was now rubbed well worn. Trevor traced his fingers across Reed’s name over and over while thinking of his smile and dreaming of his touch. Why hadn’t Reed come tonight? As Rylie’s best man, Reed should be here even if it wasn’t his normal scene. Maybe Trevor did something to run Reed off. Maybe he came on too strong or too needy. More than likely, Reed just came over to him last night as a favor to his brother.
The rumors circulating about Reed were of him being a ruthless attorney, a self made man, and a notorious playboy, who regularly enjoyed a variety of men. Trevor had nothing to offer Reed. He wasn’t wealthy or handsome. Trevor couldn’t even offer to be another notch on Reed’s bed post as he certainly didn’t sleep around. He would just never be that kind of guy. Even years ago, when he slept with women before he’d given in and faced the truth of his own homosexuality, sex still meant something. Plus if it meant something to him and nothing to Reed, he wouldn’t be able to handle it, making everything very awkward around Reed’s family, and he just couldn’t risk his relationship with them. They were the closest thing to family he had.
A burst of laughter tore across Trevor’s drunken mind, then out his mouth. He had as much of a chance with Reed Kensington as he did with Brody. Actually, Trevor would have a better chance with Brody than ever drawing the attention of Reed. Hell, the gorgeous blond probably wouldn’t even remember him from last night. And clearly, if Reed wanted to see Trevor, he would be here tonight. Looking out