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pulled him in. He had to rise up on tiptoes to meet his mouth, but it was so worth it.
    This time when they kissed, Nathan could feel the need in the other man’s lips as they melted against each other, breathing hard. It was as if all that simmering tension building up before had been revved up in a hot microwave.
    Heat was stirring between them, and Nathan drank it in greedily, kissing Auryn for all he was worth. He mused absently that he’d been right; that stubble on Auryn’s face was soft enough not to hurt. It was just hard enough to scratch lightly and make him want more.
    Nathan felt himself pressed up against the wall as their kiss deepened. And for all Auryn’s talk about taking it slow, he could feel the man’s hips nudging his, the delicious friction against his cock drawing a moan from his throat.

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    “Sorry, guys,” a voice interrupted, ruining the moment.
    Nathan was severely disappointed that Auryn jumped away, as they both looked over at one of the staff, who was wearing a knowing smile. “Sorry, but the boss doesn’t allow that here. And if we can’t do it, no one else can either.” Auryn seemed embarrassed, but Nathan let out a rueful chuckle.
    They retreated back to their seat in the bar and their forgotten drinks. Nathan did mention that his home was only a short walk up the road, but Auryn skirted around his blatant invitation with the promise of, “Maybe another time.” It wasn’t quite a refusal, Nathan supposed. There was definitely a promise of something happening here. He conceded, even though it seemed unlikely he would actually
    “get lucky” tonight, he already felt lucky. Auryn had noticeably relaxed. He seemed to want to know more about Nathan and his life, judging by all the questions he kept asking. Nathan didn’t mind at all, as long as Auryn kept holding his hand.
    They talked over two more pitchers of cocktail. It was sweet and flirtatious, the kind of getting-to-know-you talk that Nathan hadn’t felt this excited about in a long time.
    With his heart fluttering, he still drank a little too quickly, mostly from nerves.
    As the evening slipped by, Nathan realized he was definitely drunk. He was still able to hold a conversation, even if he was giggling away at things that weren’t really funny. He couldn’t possibly believe he was that drunk already. Unfortunately his wandering hands and increased flirting were proof that he was.

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    He couldn’t help it. How could he not touch the gorgeous man sitting next to him? It was like being tempted with a present he hadn’t unwrapped yet. Nathan wound his fingers around Auryn’s wrist, pressed his body as close as he could. He tried to kiss Auryn again. Actually, quite a few times. He was a little clumsy, simply buzzing from the mere thought of the two of them as a couple.
    Auryn did allow a kiss now and then, and when he did it was hot and lush and made Nathan’s mind spin. But before it could become too heated Auryn would pull away and smile.
    “You’ll get us in trouble again, Nathan.”
    “Come home with me.” Nathan slid his arm over Auryn’s broad shoulder while hooking a foot around his leg. “I’ll show you the rest of my tattoos.”
    Auryn shifted along the booth to gently disentangle himself as Nathan clung on. He still smiled, which Nathan took as a good sign.
    “You’re persistent, I’ll give you that,” Auryn told him.
    “Are you sure I’ll be enough for you?” Nathan grinned. “You’ll have to show me what you’ve got first.”
    He pressed forward again but Auryn escaped him, intent on speaking. “Not tonight, Nathan. Take it easy on me, okay?
    I need to wrap my head around this first.”
    “You can wrap anything you like around me.”
    “Seriously.”
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