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dragged his finger down the center. "This line says you know how to make someone scream."
    He felt the electricity between them increase as Went licked his lips. "Do you like to scream, Chip?"
    "God, yes. I love sex." Why deny it?
    "So is your lobster mac and cheese better than sex?" Went asked.
    "It depends on who you're having sex with."
    Went rolled his eyes. "You're the one I'm sitting across from. Are you worth skipping my lunch for?"
    "Oh, honey, you can have the whiskey and the mac and cheese and me." Chip was easy and interested and could totally wait however long it took Went to eat his food and drink his cocktail.
    "Isn't that like eating my cake and having it, too?" Went asked.
    "Yes!" Chip bounced in the booth, tickled deep down.
    Went chuckled again. "You're very energetic."
    "I totally am. I love to play, hike, ski, soak, fuck."
    Went's gaze flicked to Bennie as he brought over Went's bowl of food, not replying to his statement.
    Once Bennie had gone, though, Went's attention turned back to him. "You aren't going to get bitched at for sitting?"
    "Nah. I'm here for a little cash. I found something better than tips."
    "Yeah?" Went held his gaze.
    "Bluest eyes in history."
    "Me?" Went chuckled, but he looked really pleased.
    Chip nodded. Hell, yes.
    "I guess you're dessert then." Grabbing his fork, Went dug in.
    "I totally am."
    Bennie came back, giving him an apologetic look. "Chip, man. Please. Can you grab the dishes from that table, I'm dying."
    "Totes!" He stood, then leaned over to whisper in Went's ear. "Enjoy your lunch and leave room for me."
    Went dropped his fork, and Chip dared to drag his tongue up along the edge of Went's ear. The groan he got went straight to his cock.
    "I'll be back, beautiful," he promised. "You have my word."
    "I'll be here."
    "Perfect."
    Absolutely fucking perfect. Chip had needed fun for the night and now he had it. In spades.

Chapter 2
     
    Went ate the best fucking mac and cheese he'd ever had. With lobster in it. Decadent. Delicious. Nearly as delicious as Chip. Stopping to eat lunch, having a whiskey while he still had work on his computer and getting lucky. He really was on vacation.
    When he finished his food, he drank the last of his whiskey sour and debated opening his laptop back up and getting a bit more work in.
    "You enjoy your food, beautiful?" There he was--blond and tanned and fine enough to make Went's breath catch.
    "It was delicious, as advertised." It had been a while since he'd hooked up with anyone, but he had a feeling he'd be turned on by Chip even if he was in a relationship.
    "Excellent. You want dessert? It's better than advertised," Chip promised.
    "We are talking about you, right?"
    The smile that bloomed over Chip's face was pure sunshine, the pierced eyebrows wiggling. "You know it."
    Went laughed, the sound surprising him. Shit, when was the last time he'd done that and meant it?
    "So, your place or mine?"
    He hadn't expected that. He'd expected to take Chip to his rooms, and the guy to disappear right after. "I want to see your place."
    "Yeah? Rock on. You need to put your computer away, or do you want to bring it with?"
    "I'll bring it." Not having it with him would be like missing a limb. And what if an emergency popped up and he needed it?
    "Sure. Come on. Let's take a walk."
    "Is there a bill I need to sign or anything?" He assumed he could have his meal charged to his room.
    "Oh. Right. Duh." Chip chuckled softly, pinking the slightest bit. "I'm a little eager."
    "I like that." Eager. For him. That was very cool. His cock sure appreciate it, pushing at the zipper of his slacks.
    Went signed his room charge and they headed out of the restaurant. Best little place in a hotel ever. Following Chip, he admired that little ass again. He wanted to be buried right there. God, when had he last had the urge to do that?
    "I got a condo down the road. Somewhere for my skis and my kayak."
    "You live here full-time?" Went looked around, taking in the