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me?”
    “Hell no! I’m glad you’re feeling better. In fact, I am very, very relieved to hear that, however… I am so damn tired. I can’t even begin to think about exercise. Maybe later. Thank God it’s Sunday, is all I have to say. I’ll need all day to recover from last night!”
    “Oh the drama!” Aaron turned back to face me once he was satisfied that the coffee machine was working its magic.
    “I know. Awful.” We stared at each other across the tiny galley kitchen. “Aar, I was really scared.”
    “I know. Me too.”
    Aaron launched his small, lithe body at me, wrapping his arms around my neck. I held him close to me, breathing in his scent. He hadn’t taken a shower yet this morning, and even though last night had been rough, Aaron still smelled good. And alive.
    “I can’t lose you, A. Please be more careful,” I whispered.
    “I was careful,” he insisted, pulling out of my embrace. “We need to talk to the manager of that club and warn them. I can’t prove anything, but maybe they can keep an eye on that muscleman. And other assholes like him. Oh my gosh, Jay, think about what could have happened to some naive twink looking for a good time! We need to do something!”
    “You’re right. I’ll call the club today. After I take a nap.”
    Aaron turned back to grab two mugs. He gestured for me to go back toward his sofa to sit. I obeyed him and offered my half of the throw to cover his legs while we shared our coffee.
    “So….” Aaron began, his expressive hazel eyes twinkling at me.
    “So what?”
    “Jay, stop stalling and tell me about your super hunky boss! You did not mention how delicious he was!”
    “Actually I did, but that quickly faded when I was forced to correct my paragraph structuring for the umpteenth time. Then he didn’t seem quite so attractive anymore.”
    “Hmm. Well, he looked mighty fine to me last night! And actually….”
    I looked over at my friend expectantly when he didn’t finish his sentence right away.
    “What?”
    “I sense he may have a crush on you, Jaybird.” Aaron singsonged.
    I smacked his leg playfully and rolled my eyes.
    “Well, your senses are off. Not surprising after last night, but I’m sure you’ll be back to normal in no time.”
    Aaron smacked me back.
    “I know these things. Hunky boss man has the hots for you.”
    “Aaron, he’s straight. And I think he has a girlfriend. So you, my friend, don’t know shit.”
    “I have excellent gaydar. I kinda wish there was a test with a monetary reward. I’d be a millionaire! So why don’t you believe me? Peter… that’s his name, right?” He paused for breath to get my confirmation before he continued. “Well, Peter is gay or at least bi, and methinks he likes you.”
    “Methinks? Thanks, Shakespeare. I’m sorry, but I disagree with you on all points. He isn’t gay and he doesn’t have a crush on little ole me. Leave it.”
    Aaron stopped midbreath before shrugging good-naturedly and taking a sip from his mug.
    “Whatever you say. I still need to thank him. He was really nice to help us like he did.”
    I nodded in agreement.
    “I promise I won’t keep bringing this up after I say just one more thing….”
    “Okay. What do you have to say?” I rolled my eyes, knowing where my friend was heading. Aaron loved pretty things, and there was no way he was done discussing the hotness of my boss.
    “Have you wondered what your supposedly straight Peter was doing in our gayborhood in the wee hours of the morning?” He waggled his eyebrows comically, making me giggle. “I mean, c’mon, Jay. You have to at least ask. Saturday night in the Circle is for the gays, and since he’s not new to the city, what else would he be doing if he wasn’t looking for a hookup?”
    “I don’t know, and believe me, I wondered the same thing.”
     
     
    S OMEHOW I survived the rest of the weekend. I placed a call Sunday afternoon to Boutique and left a message for the manager to call me. I