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next week."
    "You do that," Jacob said, shaking the designer's hand.
    Guy extricated Jacob from the other man and herded him outside. He'd called the limo when he saw them wrapping things up.
    Jacob let out a sigh, settling against the limo's leather seat. "I really hate Gregor. I saw him hitting on you."
    Guy smiled at the unspoken question in the air. "Yes, he did." He tucked a strand of Jacob's hair behind his ear, stroking the silky skin beneath. Unable to resist the lure of hot flesh, Guy cupped Jacob's face between his hands. "I'm going to kiss you. If you want me to stop, better tell me now."
    Jacob gave him a wicked grin that kicked Guy in the gut. "I thought you'd never ask."
    With a groan, Guy leaned forward and kissed him, a soft slide of lips against lips, a testing kiss.
    Jacob plunged his fingers into Guy's hair and opened his mouth to Guy's invasion. Guy knew in that moment that whatever idea he had of being in control was an illusion.
    Fuck, he wanted this man.
    His cock hardened quickly as Jacob slanted his lips and licked inside Guy's mouth. Heat flashed through his body, hotter than the flames surrounding Jacob's stage earlier.
    The limo slowed to a halt. Guy recognized the movement enough to pull away from Jacob. His breath came in raspy pants as he tried to regain his equilibrium. All he really wanted to do was strip the man down and devour him. Luckily, by the time Joel came around to open the door, both men looked more presentable.
    That didn't stop the driver from giving Guy a knowing smirk.
    "Be nice, Joel," Guy whispered as he stepped out of the vehicle. "This is my future mate."
    Joel was one of the few servants Guy brought with him when he came into the city. Joel wisely didn't say a word as Jacob exited the limo.
    They'd stopped at Guy's favorite Italian restaurant.
    "Reservation for Guy Franks," he told the receptionist. She didn't respond for a moment as she stared past him to Jacob.
    "Mr Richmond," she said with a delighted smile, "I'm pleased to see you've come to visit us again."
    "I can't stay away from Milo's lasagna."
    It was disconcerting to be outshone by his date, especially since Guy owned half of the restaurant. For a brief moment, he understood how Gregor felt. Just for a moment, though, because a second later, Jacob turned to him with a smile and Guy basked in his date's attention.
    "Come this way. Is anyone else going to join you?" the hostess asked.
    "No," Guy said. "It's just us."
    She gave Guy a menu and a wine list. "I'll tell Milo you're here. Let me know if there's anything else you might need." The last was said with a great deal of eyelash fluttering.
    "I'm sure we will," Guy said in a dismissive tone.
    * * * *
    Jacob bit back his laughter. It was cute how possessive Guy acted. For a moment, Jacob thought his date was going to strangle Julie, the hostess. He didn't worry about ordering. He never ordered anything off the menu. He didn't even know what was on it. Milo would send him out something good as soon as he heard Jacob was there.
    "Good evening, Mr Franks, Mr Richmond," the waiter said, greeting them with a slight bow. "Mr Franks, the specials are a lovely lobster ravioli or a clam linguini with a garden salad. We also have a nice red wine."
    "What are you going to have?" Guy asked him.
    Jacob shrugged. "Whatever Milo makes me."
    "Have Milo make two of what he's making for Jacob and bring us a couple of glasses of wine that will complement the meal best."
    The waiter left, and the interrogation began.
    "How do you know Milo?"
    "He's my agent's cousin. We roomed together for four years when I first came to New York. We've kept in touch. Whenever I'm in town, I drop by for a bite. How do you know him?"
    "I financed this restaurant for half of the profits."
    Jacob looked around the restaurant. "Looks like a good bet."
    Guy shrugged. "Most restaurants aren't a good investment, but I tried Milo's food first."
    Jacob laughed. "He's amazing, isn't he?"
    "Jacob!" Milo came