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his cock was rock hard in his jeans. Damn the man. Why did he have to be so sexy with his bouncer-like appearance? His dirty-blond hair fell to one side and was always a little messy. His blue eyes radiated calm even when the whole world was collapsing around him. His full mouth made Neo want to plant a kiss on him each time he saw him. Black pants that fit him like a second skin and an old black T-shirt that hugged every muscular curve were his clothes of choice even today, and they suited him. The whole package made Neo want him.
    Yeah, Neo was still attracted to him even when he’d been hating on him. He couldn’t help his libido. Maybe doing him one more time under the right circumstances would get Phil out of his system. It was worth a try. And Neo would get great sex at the very least and maybe get rid of the ghost of Phil that seemed to hang over Neo’s life. It was why he’d never been able to move on with anyone else. Every guy Neo had gone after since Phil had been compared to Phil and came up lacking in some way.
    Phil panted for breath. “So you believe me?” He grasped at Neo as though that was the only thing keeping him grounded. “You believe what I’ve told you about my mother?”
    “Maybe.” He had no reason not to, nor did Phil lie well. But there was still a hold on total suspension of disbelief. Phil hadn’t been forthcoming back at the time. He’d taken the easy way out. Doing it once, he’d probably do it again. “Maybe not.”
    “But you kissed me?” Phil sounded like he was baffled. He leaned away from Neo so he could look him fully in the face. “Even if you aren’t sure about me?”
    “Yeah. Look, I think Vin Diesel is a stupid fuck bastard. But I’d still do him on a dime.”
    “Huh?”
    “Attraction has nothing to do with relationships. It’s got everything to do with a quick fuck and libido.” Neo brushed his hand down Phil’s face. Caressed his high cheekbone. Liked the feel of the smooth skin. Phil must have shaved.
    “You want to fuck me.”
    “Oh, yeah.” Neo licked his lips. “As many ways as I can.” He tightened his grip on Phil’s head. “For now.”
    Phil didn’t look happy. He looked downright pissed off.
    He didn’t have the right to look that way. “That’s all you get. A quick fuck. You want more than that?” He released Phil’s head and shifted his body away, despite the fact that his cock protested madly. His entire body felt the loss of Phil’s body against his. He wanted it back despite being the one to push it away.
    Phil seemed to reflect for a minute. “I do. I didn’t think you would or could. Not after what I did to you. But I would like more than a one-night stand if it’s on the table.”
    “I would too.” The words went out into the world, and Neo almost wanted to shove them back into his mouth. Shit. Why did he have to put himself out there? Vulnerable. Like he’d been when Phil had slammed the door on his cock. Neo was always doing shit like this with Phil. No one else but that rat bastard. “But I’m not sure I trust you yet. So right now…you can fuck me. You want more? We’ll have to see. Sex is the only thing I’m guaranteeing. Take it or leave it.” He didn’t ask the final part to his diatribe. Because it wasn’t a question. Phil would either take him up on the offer or reject him outright. Neo didn’t have to ask. Phil would do whatever it was he was going to do. “There’s the door if you’re going.” Neo pointed toward it.
    Phil suddenly pulled Neo close to him. His mouth pursed. “But you’ll consider more? More than this? Maybe later?”
    “More than this? We haven’t fucking done jack shit yet.” And Neo was horny and ready for anything with Phil. If the man was walking away, he’d better do it quickly. If he did, Neo would be taking a long shower with lots of soap when he arrived home.
    Phil wouldn’t let Neo move closer or move his lips to Phil’s. He held him off with strong arms and hands.