Six Degrees of Lust by Taylor V. Donovan Page A

but
    most definitely straight. He knew that for a fact. He’d been using
    it since he was fifteen.
    It was also very effective.
    The guy’s flirty smile faltered… then he re-directed his
    attention to Brax.
    Thank goodness.
    Chris grabbed his drink and waved around the booth. “This
    is my best friend, Gabi. And Braxton and Mac are like my family
    from Texas.”
    After smiles and handshakes were exchanged, Mac resumed
    his contemplation of the dance floor and reached for his drink.
    That’s when he felt the vibration on his hip. Taking a sip, he took
    the phone out of his front pocket and looked at the caller ID.
    He smiled and then quickly schooled his features before
    anyone noticed. Lord knew this was a nosy bunch and there was
    no way Mac could explain he was grinning like an idiot over a
    phone call he hadn’t thought he would get.
    He put his drink back on the table and got up. “Be back in a
    few, guys.”
    “Everything okay?”
    He gave a slight nod to Braxton and clutched his phone
    tighter when it stopped vibrating. “Yeah. I just need to take this
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    call. I’ll be right back.”
    Mac sped to the bathroom like the hounds of hell were
    chomping on his ass, getting a little nervous when there was no
    indication of a voice mail. Shit. He went to his missed calls and
    pressed on Sexy Super Agent’s number. The guy answered on the
    second ring.
    “Hey, you.”
    Mac gulped. That had to be the sexiest voice he’d heard in
    his life.
    “Hey yourself. Didn’t think I’d hear back from you.”
    Mac prayed his voice wasn’t quavering. He was fired up and
    as nervous as a teenage girl on her first date, and he’d absolutely
    hate for the other guy to notice.
    “I’m sorry about that. I just got your message a few minutes
    ago.”
    “No problem.” He looked behind him to make sure Braxton
    hadn’t decided to follow him and almost dropped his phone
    when he had to move further inside the bathroom to avoid a pair
    of guys coming in. He fumbled with it a few seconds then put it
    against his ear. “I’m glad you called, though.”
    “Is this a bad time? You seem to be a bit distracted.”
    Mac shook his head, even though the other man couldn’t see
    him. “No, I’m good.”
    “Enjoying your visit to NYC?”
    “Very much so.” Mac shifted his stance, not surprised when
    his cock twitched. “I’m out with some friends.”
    “Oh…I see…” Was that disappointment Mac heard in the
    other man’s voice or was he imagining it? “Damn.” Nope, he
    didn’t imagine it at all. “I was hoping I could still—”
    “Show me the goods?” Mac interrupted him and almost came
    in his damn pants when the deep, seductive laugh reached his ear.
    “Yeah. Show you mine… and most definitely take a look at
    yours.” Jesus, could the guy’s voice get any deeper? “Would you
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    like that?”
    “Fuck,” Mac whispered.
    “I’m up for it, if you’re free,” he said, and Mac could hear the
    smile in his voice.
    “Where?”
    “Your hotel okay?”
    His hotel, the backseat of a cab, a back alley; who gave a fuck
    where? Mac certainly didn’t, but he wasn’t about to say so.
    “That’s fine. An hour or do you need more time?”
    “Where are you right now?”
    “Not really sure. This city is confusin’ to me.” He took a deep
    breath. “A club with a fruit name.”
    “A gay club?” Mac heard the guy laugh a little and rolled his
    eyes, totally mortified. Could he be any lamer?
    “Yeah.”
    “Tangerine,” he provided the name, and Mac could tell he
    wasn’t smiling anymore. “How is it?”
    “It’s fine. Crowded and loud. Fun.”
    “I’ll text you when I get there.”
    “You pickin’ me up?” Mac swallowed hard. Shit. What if
    someone saw him? He was more than ready to come out to his
    friends, but he still had to honor the agreement he had with his
    family.
    “Is that a problem?”
    He thought about it for a few seconds. It was risky, but