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worrying that Duncan would misinterpret his word as yet more flirting. For once, he hadn’t meant it sexually. Unless that was what Duncan wanted.
    “Okay. I need to finish taping the drywall. I have sanders coming in tomorrow and it needs to set over night. But all that shit on the floor needs picked up, organized and covered so it doesn’t get ruined with all the dust tomorrow. And all the trash needs to be bagged and taken to the garage.”
    “I’m your man.” Happy to be put to use, Sebastian hurried to get started before Duncan changed his mind. “Hey, let’s turn that radio back on. I always work better with music.”
    At least he assumed he would work better to music.
    Sebastian found the Latin music station on Duncan’s crappy little radio. The antenna had snapped off and it was only able to tune in to three channels. Sebastian made plans to buy a replacement as a thank you gift when the project was finished. He danced to the music while starting to organize the tools.
    Duncan didn’t growl at Sebastian’s frequent interruptions to ask where various things went. Unless Sebastian was imagining things, it seemed that Duncan even let his gaze linger each time Sebastian danced away.
    Sebastian kept his mouth closed and kept working, hoping to make Duncan proud of his effort.
    Sweat quickly covered his body as he carried scraps of wood and drywall up to the garage. It was better than any of the workouts he had done at the gym. With Duncan working near him, it was more fun too.
    Each time he returned to the basement, Sebastian spent a second watching Duncan’s back muscles flex while he spread the putty onto the drywall. He wondered how a man that large and strong could be able to work with such a smooth and delicate touch. Thinking of how else a big, strong man could use a smooth, delicate touch made Sebastian blush and hurry back up the stairs with his next back of trash.
    “Hey, I’m going to get a pop. Can I get you anything?”
    “A water would be great,” Duncan said, still intently focused on his work.
    Sebastian glanced at walls that still remained. He had no idea how Duncan would finish in time, but vowed that he would stay and help until it was done. Even if that just meant fetching water and finding good music on the radio. Whatever Duncan asked for, Sebastian would happily do.
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    S ebastian hurried back with two glasses. Duncan continued working for several minutes without making any sign that he knew Sebastian had returned.
    Sebastian couldn’t remember the last time he had focused on anything as completely as Duncan focused on the wall. But Sebastian had so few things he cared for the way that Duncan cared about his work.
    Sebastian had enjoyed working with Duncan. He wondered if Duncan could use an assistant. Sebastian would be willing to do it for free. He didn’t need money. He needed something to do with his life.
    Duncan finally stopped for a water break.
    Sebastian looked away from Duncan’s throat. The man had to know by now how much watching him drink was tormenting him.
    Sebastian licked his own lips, wishing he were licking Duncan’s neck instead.
    Duncan’s glass shattered on the ground followed by him shouting, “Damn it.”
    “What? Are you okay?”
    “Yeah. Fine. I just dropped the fucking glass. My hands are so tired, it just slipped right through when I was drinking.”
    Duncan’s t-shirt was soaked.
    The shadow of Duncan’s chest hair showed through the wet fabric. He wanted to run his fingers through that hair and give it a gentle tug while sucking on his nipples. He needed to get this sexy man into his bed.
    That’s what Sebastian wanted to do.
    Instead, he could only think about how tired Duncan looked and how much more work there was still to do.
    “Oh. Don’t worry about the glass. I’ll clean it up. Are you sure you don’t want to call it a night?”
    “The schedule.”
    Sebastian swallowed his reply when Duncan pulled the wet shirt over his head and