Bittersweet Deceit
to his usual garb and his spiked, short, blonde hair lay flat.
    “We thought you weren’t going to make it tonight. Jacqs said—” Kev started.
    “Yeah, my plans changed.” Ignoring Stay’s half-cocked smile, I said, “Dude, what’s up with the do and the clothes?”
    “The principal at the high school wants me to take over managing the other counselors and in his not so humble opinion, toning down my look will help me garner respect. Of course my students are having a good laugh at my normal clothes.”
    “When does that job start?”
    “Next school year. It’s a pretty good bump in pay and gives me a little more control over the department. I’ll still dress like me when we go out, of course.” His dark-blue jeans and a button-down, short-sleeved, black shirt seemed a vast departure, but not a bad one to me.
    “Sounds great . Plus, I like this look on you,” I said.
    “You mean when we all get used to it,” Cat said as she twitched her nose.
    Quickly changing the subject, I said, “Nice skirt Cat.”
    “You like ?” she said, swaying from left to right. She wore the red leather skirt she just purchased from my store along with a black leather vest I’d seen her wear before.
    “Definitely. It looks much better on you.” I could feel Stay ’s stare, but I had yet to make eye contact with him.
    “You’ re crazy, Lane,” Cat said, leaning against her pool stick and rocking back and forth from her heels to her toes. “With those long legs? Not a chance. I’d flip you if you were into that sort of thing.”
    I shoved her shoulder and whispered, “I’m all about the cock.”
    So the guys could hear her, she said, “It’s a stellar apparatus, but you don’t know what you’re missing.”
    “ Cut it out!” I said as I chuckled.
    “I have to agree with Cat,” Stay said. “I bet you look very sexy in that skirt.”
    I turned to face him and said, “Several sizes larger and—”
    “Some men like curves.” Stay raised his eyebrows.
    He stood about an inch or so taller than me and had a smaller build than Red. He projected an understated sexuality, but mischief often showed in his bright, blue eyes and crooked smile. Mason’s blue eyes were much lighter in comparison, but Stay’s held a fierce intensity, at least when he looked at me. Like I possessed something only I could give to him, although we didn’t know each other well. He had been absent from the get togethers for a while and only recently began attending again. He seemed closest to Bond out of our group.
    He frequently dressed in blue jeans and a plaid, long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Although thirty-five, like Bond and Red, his smooth complexion made him look younger. He usually shaved his head bald, but his golden brown hair had started growing back in.
    When m y eyes finally met Stay’s, I could feel the energy in his intention. The words got caught in my throat for a second and then I managed to get out, “Where’s Jacqs? I didn’t see her outside.”
    “She wasn’t feeling well and went upstairs. She wasn’t sure if she ate some bad food at lunch or is coming down with something.”
    Ugh , I thought. I took another sip of my drink and licked my lips, trying to decide whether to go home or finish my drink.
    “You’re debating something in your head,” Stay said as he placed his cue stick on the wall rack. “I wanted to talk about Friday night. Care to go for a walk outside?”
    Cat and Kev started setting up the pool balls for another game as Stay stepped closer to me.
    “How long has Jacqs been upstairs?” I said, taking a step back.
    “She was already upstairs when we arrived. You can check with Red to see—”
    “That’s okay. I don’t want to bother her if she’s not feeling well. I’ll call her tomorrow.”
    “Let’s get that walk.”
    I s tood there trying to find a polite way to brush him off, but I didn’t have it in me. Instead I finished my drink and walked out into the main part

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