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if he were seducing Zach over the line, so soft when compared to how the guy sounded on a stage.
"Um, yes. I think." Zach forced his head to focus. "Yes. Sunday would be good if you're free. I'm not working in the morning so Archer and I will be hanging out somewhere the whole day."
"That sounds wonderful. How about the park, late morning? I think it will be warm enough."
Zach grinned, liking how Noah thought of Archer first. "Great. The Memorial Park sound good? It's close to us so we'll just walk."
"Sure, whatever suits my two darlings." Noah stretched the word and Zach had to blush again. He just had to.
"See you then."
"You betcha, sweetcheeks."
Zach hung up and tried to recover his cool. There was no two ways about it, meeting Noah was something he was looking forward to. The man was pure energy the way he moved while singing, and his voice? Zach wasn't sure but it seemed likely he could come just by listening to dirty words from those lips. All his clothes were tight and everything he did seemed to be sexually charged. But one thing that Internet said was what really mattered, Noah didn't fool around. He was a one man guy and he seemed to be fall into relationships with his whole heart.
With the song ending and Dani getting off the stage, Zach had his cue and rushed forward, feeling the beat that was just his up on that stage, the heat that spurred him on and the calls that made him feel alive. It was another night when he just danced. For Archer and for himself, Zach danced because he liked it.
****
A day in the park seemed just what Zach needed come Sunday. He had Archer in his chair, snacks in the compartment below it and a blanket in his backpack. Despite being nervous, Zach was looking forward to seeing Noah and spending an afternoon with him.
He spread out everything on the blanket on the grass, got some toys out for Archer and sat him in between them. Only recently had he started crawling which worried Zach, considering the little guy was already standing when he was just over six months. People said it happens, that he was ready. But crawling was good. Zach didn't like skipping steps, he liked to be reassured that he was doing a good job in raising his boy.
Nowadays it was a challenge to keep an eye on him, between using the furniture for little walks and crawling about, he seemed to be everywhere he wasn't supposed be.
Zach even brought a little umbrella to give Archer some shade. When everything was set, he lay down and relaxed, listening to Archer's sounds as he lifted his little diapered butt up, only to drop back down.
"Hi, handsome," a voice said, startling Zach. Archer looked up and squealed, lifting his hands up in the air once he recognized Noah.
Zach was surprised how his son knew him without all the make-up and with a different hair, but apparently there was no fooling the little guy.
"Hey there, cute baby," Noah said as he dropped down, letting Archer touch his shirt, but looking at Zach.
His hair was different, divided on the side and with much less gel in it. The shirt he wore seemed expensive but was still casual considering his usual style, and his black jeans kicked ass with the rip at the knee. But he wouldn't have been Noah without his boots, even in a park, and Zach just loved it.
Archer talked to him, babbling enthusiastically about Gabriel it seemed since that was the only word he knew how to say so far – G. It still seemed to Zach that he was screwing something up. But people said boys took their time when it came to talking. It was still scary.
"You look hot," Noah said and his devouring gaze pushed the point home.
"Thanks. You too." No stammering this time, thank God , Zach thought to himself.
"So what is your other job? You never told me."
Way to break the ice. Zach took a deep breath and decided to come clean from the start, "I'm a stripper. I dance at a friend's club."
"Oh." Noah moved his head slightly back, his eyebrows doing an up and down dance. "I didn't
"Um, yes. I think." Zach forced his head to focus. "Yes. Sunday would be good if you're free. I'm not working in the morning so Archer and I will be hanging out somewhere the whole day."
"That sounds wonderful. How about the park, late morning? I think it will be warm enough."
Zach grinned, liking how Noah thought of Archer first. "Great. The Memorial Park sound good? It's close to us so we'll just walk."
"Sure, whatever suits my two darlings." Noah stretched the word and Zach had to blush again. He just had to.
"See you then."
"You betcha, sweetcheeks."
Zach hung up and tried to recover his cool. There was no two ways about it, meeting Noah was something he was looking forward to. The man was pure energy the way he moved while singing, and his voice? Zach wasn't sure but it seemed likely he could come just by listening to dirty words from those lips. All his clothes were tight and everything he did seemed to be sexually charged. But one thing that Internet said was what really mattered, Noah didn't fool around. He was a one man guy and he seemed to be fall into relationships with his whole heart.
With the song ending and Dani getting off the stage, Zach had his cue and rushed forward, feeling the beat that was just his up on that stage, the heat that spurred him on and the calls that made him feel alive. It was another night when he just danced. For Archer and for himself, Zach danced because he liked it.
****
A day in the park seemed just what Zach needed come Sunday. He had Archer in his chair, snacks in the compartment below it and a blanket in his backpack. Despite being nervous, Zach was looking forward to seeing Noah and spending an afternoon with him.
He spread out everything on the blanket on the grass, got some toys out for Archer and sat him in between them. Only recently had he started crawling which worried Zach, considering the little guy was already standing when he was just over six months. People said it happens, that he was ready. But crawling was good. Zach didn't like skipping steps, he liked to be reassured that he was doing a good job in raising his boy.
Nowadays it was a challenge to keep an eye on him, between using the furniture for little walks and crawling about, he seemed to be everywhere he wasn't supposed be.
Zach even brought a little umbrella to give Archer some shade. When everything was set, he lay down and relaxed, listening to Archer's sounds as he lifted his little diapered butt up, only to drop back down.
"Hi, handsome," a voice said, startling Zach. Archer looked up and squealed, lifting his hands up in the air once he recognized Noah.
Zach was surprised how his son knew him without all the make-up and with a different hair, but apparently there was no fooling the little guy.
"Hey there, cute baby," Noah said as he dropped down, letting Archer touch his shirt, but looking at Zach.
His hair was different, divided on the side and with much less gel in it. The shirt he wore seemed expensive but was still casual considering his usual style, and his black jeans kicked ass with the rip at the knee. But he wouldn't have been Noah without his boots, even in a park, and Zach just loved it.
Archer talked to him, babbling enthusiastically about Gabriel it seemed since that was the only word he knew how to say so far – G. It still seemed to Zach that he was screwing something up. But people said boys took their time when it came to talking. It was still scary.
"You look hot," Noah said and his devouring gaze pushed the point home.
"Thanks. You too." No stammering this time, thank God , Zach thought to himself.
"So what is your other job? You never told me."
Way to break the ice. Zach took a deep breath and decided to come clean from the start, "I'm a stripper. I dance at a friend's club."
"Oh." Noah moved his head slightly back, his eyebrows doing an up and down dance. "I didn't
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