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    “That, um, I,” Ryan stammers, because the ‘skills’ he’s learning from Javier aren’t, er. What she thinks they are.
    “Your can pick up your car tomorrow,” Javier says to her, and with an unwanted, auntie- ish pat on Ryan’s cheek, she’s gone.
    Ryan glares at Javier. “What the fuck was that? You’re hiring me?”
    Javier shrugs. “You have to admit, it’s better than telling everyone what we’re doing.”
    “Is that what you’re suggesting I tell my dad? That I’m working for you?”
    “You’ll be able to visit almost every day if it’s for work. And summer break’s only a few weeks away. You’ll be waiting to hear from the colleges you’ve applied to, but you won’t have much else to do. It isn’t uncommon for students to save up some money before college.”
    Ryan’s mouth opens and closes. “All right,” he admits. “It’s a brilliant cover. FYI, though, your son ’s already guessed I’m banging someone.”
    “You’ve known each other since you were kids. It’d be odd if he didn’t figure that out.”
    “What if he figures out everything ?”
    “He won’t. Not as long as you watch what you say.”
    “Speaking of, when are you gonna meet him? That’s why you came back here, wasn’t it? To try being a normal father? Not that you’re normal in any way.”
    Javier’s eyes go cold. “That isn’t any of your business.”
    “Excuse me? Getting screwed by you, here? And Pete’s my friend. It so is my business.”
    Javier’s hand shoots out to grab Ryan by the wrist. “Don’t. Pretend this is something it isn’t.”
    Ryan’s breath speeds up. “And what is this, exactly?”
    Javier jerks him forward until Ryan stumbles into him. Javier’s lips move against Ryan’s ear. “It’s about me fucking you, and you taking it.”
    “It’s also about you fucking me up . Or are we acting like that isn’t happening?” Why is Ryan even saying this? It’ll complicate matters, and that’s the last thing Ryan wants to do. Isn’t it?
    “If you want to play the victim, do it somewhere else. You could’ve gone to anyone. You came to me. You came for me.” Javier skims his teeth along the line of Ryan’s throat, and Ryan shivers. “But if you want to go, the door’s right there.”
    “I’ll go if you let me go.”
    Javier doesn’t budge. If anything, his grasp on Ryan’s arm tightens, and that’s when Ryan gets it – he gets that this isn’t just about the fucking for Javier, either. Problem is, Ryan has no idea what it’s about. For either of them.
    He’d thought it was about the sex. Javier certainly wants it to be about the sex. But, like Ryan’s realizing, it’d be a lot easier for Ryan to visit the gay club with his fake ID and have a meaningless, drunken one-night stand with a random guy than it is for Ryan to cultivate some kind of depraved clandestine sex addiction with his best friend’s dad. And it’d be easier for Javier to get some tail at a downtown bar, presuming that Javier can do women as well as men.
    But for whatever reason, they’re choosing each other, dangerous and ill-advised though it is. Maybe they’re doing it because it’s dangerous. Maybe they’re just a pair of adrenaline junkies who should know better. They don’t, obviously.
    The nearness of Javier’s body is frying Ryan’s circuits, like it always does. And he seems to be having a similar effect on Javier, because Javier’s pupils are dilated and his grip on Ryan becomes more of a caress, his palm skating up to Ryan’s shoulder and then to his neck, where Javier’s fingers fan out, their touch so feathery that it makes Ryan gasp.
    Javier’s kisses, when they come, are also light, almost insubstantial – brief, tantalizing hints of tongue and gently brushing lips. They should be teasing, but they’re not; they’re comforting, even soothing. Their warmth ripples outward, calming Ryan and arousing him at the same time. It’s like Javier’s intoxicating him,