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Motel."
     
    "Okay," Logan said. He brushed past Eddie and put his hand against Oliver's back, guiding him toward the door. "Then lets roll."
     
    Oliver let himself by gently pushed along, his mind in a fog.
     
    The heat outside hit him like a smothering wool blanket. But it was still better than being inside Henry's office. Other guys were now leaving, some being picked up by waiting cars.
     
    Oliver paused. Again, he found himself looking for that blue mustang. He couldn't see it.
     
    "You coming?" Logan asked him when he had stopped.
     
    "Yeah," he said, and followed him.
     
    "How long have you been in town?" he asked.
     
    "Uh, I dunno. A couple days." For some reason, talking about himself made him even more nervous. Get a grip, buddy.
     
    "You came for the audition, huh?"
     
    "Yeah, read about it online." The heady feeling he got while talking to him was fading a little. Making it easier to concentrate on what he was saying. But he still had one hell of an effect on him.
     
    They approached a candy apple red camaro which glinted in the sunlight.
     
    They both stopped to admire it. "This your car?" he asked.
     
    "One of them," he said, indicating for him to go around to the passenger side. "Get in."
     
    As he walked around, he looked about the lot in confusion. "Where's your bike?" He actually expected Logan to drive him back with it. That got him excited.
     
    "Took this today," he said, grinning. "In case it rained."
     
    Oliver looked up at the cloudless blue sky. Then they both laughed.
     
    He got in. Nice leather seats. Everything looked brand new, or at least newly refurbished. "Wow," he said. "Sweet ride."
     
    "I always give sweet rides," he said, the grin never fading from his face. And with that he started the engine and revved it up.
     
    Oh, I bet you do, Oliver thought, that flutter in his stomach returning.
     
    They pulled out of his parking spot and did a slow cruise by the guys near the front door. All of them stared at the beautiful car, then at the beautiful man driving it.
     
    Oliver couldn't help but feel a little proud of himself. Out of all those hotties Logan had chosen him for some attention.
     
    Eddie was standing right at the edge of the sidewalk watching Logan drive past. He didn't acknowledge him and Oliver noticed what could be tears in the other man's eyes.
     
    Then they were on the highway, heading in the direction of the motel.
     
    "I think that Eddie fellow really likes you," Oliver said.
     
    Logan frowned a little at this. "Yeah, we had a thing once, but it's long over. Nothing there anymore."
     
    Maybe for you, Oliver thought. He hoped he wasn't prying too much, but Logan seemed cool about it.
     
    "Where you from, anyway?" Logan asked.
     
    "Up north," Oliver said, trying to be as nonspecific as he could. "I just wanted to get away and maybe start something new, ya know?"
     
    Logan smiled at this. "Yeah, I get that. I just started something new myself."
     
    "What's that?" Oliver asked, happy to change the subject to him.
     
    "Got patched in to the Club a few days ago," he said. It didn't sound boastful. More of a statement of fact.
     
    To Oliver, it sounded like a very big deal. Which it was. "Wow, that is cool. Congratulations." And without even thinking he patted his thigh. Then he quickly pulled it away.
     
    Go slow, boy, he thought.
     
    Logan seemed to pretend not to notice. "Yeah, it was a long time coming," he said. "I've worked hard to get it, It's not something that just gets handed out at a street corner. It is something that had to be earned."
     
    They stopped at a red light, and he turned to look right at Oliver. "I like to earn my rewards," he said.
     
    Oliver was a puddle. Logan's look, his smell, his closeness was starting to overwhelm him again.
     
    And his interest in Oliver was most definitely a good sign. Wasn't it?
     
    They smiled at each other. Oliver was speechless.
     
    Then the light changed and they were moving again.
     
    "How long