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and Shunichi, loving on each other while he was trying to eat.
    A single, humorless chuckle escaped him. It seemed he should add bitterness to all the other quirks he had going on lately.
    Julian hastened through the backstage, hoping with each step he wouldn’t bump into any of them. He reached a back door, flung it open, and paused. Rain poured so hard he could barely make out his car in the distance. For mid-September, the weather already held a chill, and a blast of wind sent a shiver through him.
    He realized in his haste, he’d forgotten to grab his coat, but if he went back now, he was certain to run into everyone. He decided it’d be better to just brave the weather.
    Julian sprinted forward. He reached his silver Audi Q7 and grabbed the door handle. It stayed locked. Cold rain soaked his hair and shirt. He cursed under his breath. This wasn’t the first time his keyless entry hadn’t worked recently. Julian dug in his pocket for his keys, unlocked the door, and dove inside, slamming it closed. He let out an annoyed breath as he shook his fingers through his hair and gave the car’s start button a hard push. Nothing happened. Just as the keyless entry refused to work, it seemed the keyless start was following the same pattern.
    He shoved the key into the ignition and cranked it. The SUV
    remained lifeless.
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    Julian collapsed back in the seat. He glanced at the switch for the headlights and saw he’d turned them off before going inside.
    That pretty much tapped out his knowledge of what could be wrong with it. From minor annoyances to major, it seemed nothing was going right for him lately.
    Despite knowing he wouldn’t be able to decipher the problem, Julian popped the hood and grudgingly climbed out. He stomped around to the front, well aware of each icy raindrop pelting him.
    He raised the hood and peered inside. Just as he suspected. It looked like a car. No little red flags or flashing lights signaled what was wrong.
    The rumble of an engine made him glance over his shoulder.
    An older model black Jeep Wrangler pulled up next to him and the window rolled down. As he looked inside, he no longer felt the cold.
    “Is everything okay?” Morgan asked. “I saw your hood up.”
    Julian blinked through the rain at him. “It’s completely dead and it’s not the battery. At least, I don’t think it is. I didn’t leave my lights on.”
    “Well jump in before you freeze to death. You’re already soaked.”
    Julian paused for a brief instant, then grabbed the Jeep’s door handle and climbed in. “Thanks.” He glanced around the Jeep’s interior, worn, but clean and well cared for.
    Morgan saw him looking things over and smiled. “Yeah, not exactly an Audi, is it?”
    Julian let out a snort. “No, it runs.”
    Morgan laughed, and Julian felt the last bit of chill melt from his body. He faced forward, needing to give himself, and his cock, a respite from Morgan’s attractiveness.
    Morgan slowly moved his gaze over him. Julian’s pale blond hair looked slightly darker with moisture. His light blue shirt clung to him, his perked nipples visible through the thin material.
    A soft scent touched Morgan’s nose, one he had smelled the Keys to Love 37
    first time he met Julian. He savored it then, wondering if it was a cologne Julian wore often, and now realizing it must be. The fragrance was light, subtle, fresh. It gently took over his sense of smell, then moved on to arouse the rest of his body. To his mind came a vision of sliding an arm around Julian’s lower back, pulling him close and burying his nose in Julian’s neck, licking his scented skin.
    Morgan quickly turned his eyes away. He reached to turn up the heat and adjusted the vents toward Julian so all the warm air blasted on him. “Were you going anywhere I can give you a lift?”
    Julian held his hands toward a vent. “Just out to lunch.”
    Morgan gazed at Julian’s hands, his fingers long and graceful.
    “I can take you