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covered eyes intensified past a simple gaze and twisted something in Zach's gut that he'd thought was long dead.
    His belly butterflies had lost their wings somewhere along the way, but as he shared that single moment in time with a complete stranger, he felt them stir and attempt that one last wingless flight.
    "Hey Zach!" Adam yelled, knocking him out of his daydream, "This is Noah, come meet him."
    So Zach did. He removed the one glove that was still on his hand, throwing it in the trash and composed himself enough to cross the distance to the tall stranger.
    And the motherfucker was tall. Zach gulped, the curse word tasting strange on his tongue as he swallowed it back. He'd forgotten what it meant to curse, he was a father now. He needed to get a better handle on himself and screw his lust dazed head back on.
    "Hi. I'm Zach, nice to meet you," he held out his hand as he croaked, his throat suddenly dry.
    People had somehow moved out of the way, leaving all this empty space between him and Noah and Zach was terrified. It wasn't natural to have the ground just slip from under his feet because he saw a good looking man. And boy was he good looking, tall and dark with a wide face and spell-casting green eyes. He wore more make up than some girls Zach knew but he also carried it way better, and when he smiled Zach all but whimpered.
    "Noah, and the pleasure is all mine, sweetcheeks."
    Zach blushed crimson, pulling his hand out of that electrifying grip and stepping away. "Hope you're happy with the tattoo, it was nice meeting you," he said and just about ran back to his work place, pushing his head closer to the desk so that he could ignore the sight of the gorgeous rock star on the other side of the window.
    "Don't know what's up with him today, sorry," Adam said as he sat Noah down. Zach could hear them but hoped they would move to another topic, just as he'd hoped his cock would have enough courtesy to deflate before another client came Zach's way.
    "Nothing to worry about, I'm sure he's just busy. How have you been you old dog? I haven't seen you in ages. I figured the only way to get to you was to set up an appointment where you could stick your tools in me." Adam laughed, but Zach only blushed more despite not being a part of the conversation. He had very different tools in mind and that sweet voice did just about everything but help.
    "So you decided on the biggest tattoo you could find?" Adam joked.
    "Sure, if it means you would work on it longer." Zach could hear the smile in Noah's voice without seeing him and shivered.
    "Okay, well, off with your shirt, I have the stencil we agreed on."
    Zach peeked through the window without even thinking about it. He looked on as Noah's shirt slipped off his body, revealing inch by inch of skin. Freckled skin. God, so many freckles. Zach bit his lip and after casting a gaze around for any clients he might have missed, he pressed the edge of his palm against the base of his cock, easing the stiffness while fighting not to lose it right then and there.
    Noah had a wide back with perfectly outlined muscles, and as Zach's gaze slipped lower he couldn't look away from those two dips in the flesh just above Noah's pants. That is until it slipped lower and Zach was blinded by the sinful sight of an ass encased in leather. It hugged those cheeks, and Zach bet it felt smooth against Noah's skin, against his bare skin. Bare skin of his ass. Zach groaned almost painfully.
    Then Jill cleared her voice, obviously amused, and introduced Zach to his next customer.
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    Zach had cooled down by the time he'd picked Archer up from Michael and G. His baby was still sleepy, but happy enough, as he cuddled against Zach's neck. He missed his daddy just as much as Zach missed his son, and it was only luck that allowed him to leave the little one so often. With everyone but his uncles as of late, Archer wailed and cried when it came time for Zach to leave for work. He didn't want to part with his