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sick they really are.”
    Or aren’t. Les bit the words back as he checked the time on his wristwatch. Another hour and a half to go. He watched Josh round up the boy and lead him over to his mother before taking both of them back to the exam rooms. Without Josh or the kid to distract him, Les’ thoughts went right back to where they usually ended up—Adam Masterson.
    Les tugged the hem of his jacket down and sighed. He should be used to that, getting a hard on when he thought about Adam. Seemed to be a near constant state since seeing the man. And he really didn’t like the idea of Adam working at the Xxchange. If Rollins wanted to get to Adam, it’d be easy to do in a place like that. Les couldn’t watch over the blond there, not like he’d been trying to do since Adam had got out of the hospital. Telling himself he wasn’t being creepy, Les had spent most of his nights off camped out in the convenience store parking lot across from Adam’s apartment complex. He could see the windows of the second floor apartment from there. Maybe he should have actually knocked on the door, talked to Adam, but Charlene was there, and she scared the beegeezus out of Les, or at least made him really uncomfortable. He didn’t quite know how to act around her, and she probably thought he was a nut anyway.
    Besides, what would he say to Adam? Hey, guess what? I’ve been watching your
    place—well, really, watching for you. Don’t mind the erection tenting my pants, I swear I’m just working a hunch Rollins will try to finish what he started. Yeah, that’d go over well.
    There’d be a harassment charge filed against him so fast his head would spin. And now Adam would be working at the Xxchange—Les might see the guy a lot. The police
    department had received numerous calls about disturbances at the place, especially on weekends. Usually the calls were lover’s quarrels that had got out of hand, but sometimes, the calls were worse. A lot worse.
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    “God damn it,” Les mumbled, checking his watch again. Why did Adam have to work
    there anyway? Surely he could have got a job at McDonalds or something. Anything other than a club where Les responded to calls about drugged drinks and sexual assaults. Not that the straight clubs didn’t have their share of calls like that, too, but… But Adam wasn’t going to be working at one of them, and the blond was, well, he was just tasty looking. Les cringed at the thought, slapping one hand to his forehead and rubbing as if to shove it out of his head. He’d had enough time to come around to the fact that he was attracted to Adam—hard to deny it when Les couldn’t beat off without picturing those tempting lips stretched wide around his dick—but did he have to think such…such sappy, corny thoughts? Shit.
    And now Les’ skin was warming, tingling as arousal coursed through him. He wanted to see Adam, find out if the blond was the least bit interested in…something. Les wasn’t sure what, exactly, but he burned to find out. Definitely that mouth, but he couldn’t just walk up to Adam and ask him to suck him off—but if he could…
    Les groaned and scrubbed his brow harder. He’d kind of worked through the tangled emotions that had slammed into him when he’d first met Adam. Kind of. He wanted the man, and had even started checking out other guys. How he’d been so oblivious for so long… But he wasn’t any more, and though there’d been a few guys who’d made Les’ prick sit up and take notice, Adam was the only one who’d made him ache like this. All want and need, that’s what Les was, and he didn’t necessarily understand why, but he knew it was true and that was all that mattered.
    Okay, he liked that even less than Adam working at the Xxchange. But what could he do about it?
     
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Chapter Nine
    “Hey!” Adam yelped, bobbling the tray of mixed drinks. He glared at the man to his right.