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“C’mon.”
    “Whose shoes are those? Did you already get lucky?” Eli couldn’t have given Kellan a better opening if he’d handed the guy a script. “Jesus, those shoes are huge. Is he hung? Did you let him—?”
    Kellan tugged the sweats until they barely clung to his hips and put on the swagger he’d picked up when he’d been dating that girl who was on one of the CW soaps. Popping open the bathroom door, he charged up behind Nate and slung an arm around his neck. “Hey, baby, who’s this?”
    Eli turned out to be a few inches shorter and a whole lot skinnier than Nate, with black hair hanging in gray eyes that turned silver-bright with the black eyeliner around them. His skin looked smooth like a girl’s, lower lip pouting enough to make Kellan’s dick twitch in a way that had him thinking Eli knew how to work the whole gender-bending thing. Masculine jaw, but the cheeks and shiny lips, shit. Kellan didn’t know if he should bump shoulders with the guy or compliment his shoes in order to get laid.
    “Well, damn, he does fill out those…shoes.” Eli’s dark lashes dropped as he aimed an obvious look at Kellan’s package. Eli wasn’t doing the accent again, but his voice took on that singsong tone. “Eli Wright.” He offered his hand.
    Kellan kept his left arm hooked around Nate’s shoulders as he returned the handshake. Eli’s fingers were blunt, the grip strong, but the light caress on Kellan’s wrist as Eli pulled his hand back made Kellan forget to offer his own name in greeting.
    Eli added a wink. “You look really familiar. I know that sounds like a line, but I swear I’ve seen you somewhere.”
    “This is Kellan,” Nate said as he detached Kellan’s arm, but Kellan turned the motion into holding hands.
    “His boyfriend,” Kellan added with the first real grin he’d felt on his face all day. Damn that had been fun to say, especially the way Nate squeezed back like he’d break Kellan’s fingers while Eli’s pretty mouth turned into a perfect O as he gasped.
    “That was fast,” Eli said after a pause.
    “We’ve—we’ve been having a long distance thing,” Nate stammered. “But—”
    “I hated being away from him all the time, so we decided to live together,” Kellan cut in. Nate was going to need some practice lying. Kellan turned and kissed Nate’s temple, getting a whiff of his hair. It smelled…good. Not like anything. Not like sweat or shampoo or cologne, just good.
    “When?” Eli’s question seemed kind of choked off, like there was more he wanted to ask but couldn’t get it into words.
    “This afternoon. Nate didn’t even know I was coming to Baltimore. I’m a big surprise.”
    “Well, I guess that takes care of my next question.” Eli was back to his pouty-lipped self.
    “What was that?”
    “I was going to ask if you wanted to fuck.” Eli winked again, and his tongue made one hell of a promise before flicking back into his mouth.
    Shock relaxed the grip Kellan had on Nate, and he freed his hand. Damn. If you could talk to girls like that, it would sure save a hell of a lot of time—not to mention cash and hangovers. Gay guys definitely had an advantage.
    Nate saved Kellan from having to figure out how to answer that. “Eli.”
    “What?” Eli held up his hands. “The way you talked about tonight, I didn’t figure you guys were exclusive or anything. But if Kellan just got here, I guess you guys will be busy.”
    “Hey, I don’t want to wreck anyone’s plans.” Kellan shrugged and recaptured Nate’s hand. “You guys go out like you were planning, and I’ll crash. I’m kind of beat from the trip.”
    “Come with us,” Eli offered.
    Nate tried to free his hand again. “We should probably both stay in.”
    Kellan felt the tension making Nate’s body rigid. What would it take to make him snap?
    “You go, baby. You wore me out earlier.” Kellan winked at Eli.
    “Kellan.” Eli raised his palm and gave his forehead an audible smack.