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“Drink with me and we’ll see.” The man chuckled. “Maybe a few secrets will slip out.”

Ryan drank more, moaning sweetly. “Oh damn, that is good.”

The man’s tongue slipped out and slid over his top lip. “Been some time since you had something of quality in your mouth, eh? What a shame.”

Ryan grinned.

Oh, this was going to be too easy.

“What can I say?” Ryan leaned across the table. “Quality is hard to find and even harder to afford.”

“Ah, the woes of being destitute.” The man sighed dramatically, topping off their glasses again. “If only I knew of a way for a beautiful young fellow like yourself to remedy that. Mmm.” He tapped his chin as if he was lost deep in thought. “Darn. I just can’t think of a thing.”

Ryan laughed and nearly choked on his drink. He didn’t usually have this much on the nights he was hunting. He needed every available advantage and that included sobriety.

Damn, this vodka was really good though.

He took a dainty sip to pace himself. “You know, you’re kinda cute when you’re trying to play dumb.”

“First of all, how dare you.” The man clutched his chest. “I am extremely cute. Some might even say adorable. Like an intoxicated teddy bear. Second of all, I’m not playing at anything except avoiding solicitation charges, in case you have a wire hidden somewhere on your lush little body.”

Ryan laughed. “No wire, but I guess the only way to know for sure is to get me naked and find out for yourself. I suggest starting under my skirt.”

“And they say romance is dead.” The man smirked. “I’m assuming you enjoy being compensated for said exploration?”

“I do.” Ryan went to take another small sip from his glass and was surprised to find it empty. He ignored that, bumping his foot against the man’s leg. “If you’re good at something, why do it for free?”

“Spoken like a true capitalist.” The man picked up the bottle to refill their glasses again, his dark eyes flickering with mischief. “I’m ready to start picking out names for our children.”

“Oh yeah? What do you like?” Ryan hummed. “I like… Jesse. Could be a boy, could be a girl, could be neither.”

“I’ll tell you what I really like. Nice long walks on the beach, some sensual oil massage by candlelight, and dropping my load in gorgeous young things such as yourself.” The man smiled wickedly. “Unfortunately, we’re nowhere near the ocean and I’m all out of oil. But if you’re interested in some intimate time for which you will be handsomely compensated, I’m happy to oblige.”

Ryan’s glass was full again.

Wait, he hadn’t even seen the man pour that time.

He didn’t drink any, replying coyly, “Are you sure you can afford me?”

“Without a doubt.” The man chuckled. “I suppose we should finish our drinks and get on with it, eh? It’s probably almost past your bedtime.”

Ryan smiled sweetly.

This was going to be fun.

“Well,” he said, “I’ve got a few hours before I turn into a pumpkin. Might as well have a good time.” He quickly tipped the glass up to finish it off.

The man’s glass was already empty. “Are we ready then?”

“I’m good. So good.” Ryan’s head swam pleasantly as he stood, this time swaying for real.

Shit, how much did he have to drink?

The man offered his arm to steady Ryan. “Let’s be on our way. I’d hate to be caught balls deep inside a pumpkin.”

“Yeah, that’s not really advised.” Ryan chuckled and leaned more heavily on the man than he needed to. He smelled amazing. “Doesn’t sound like nearly as much fun as being balls deep inside of me either.”

“They do say pumpkin is very nourishing for the skin.”

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