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that he laughed—a lot. He was smart and charismatic and suave. Deke didn’t know how he knew those things, but he did. And the scariest part, he was irresistible. For Deke, that was the kiss of death. He wouldn’t fall in love—not with anyone and especially not with this guy.
    Without conscious thought or speaking a word, Deke skirted around his high school acquaintance. He put one foot in front of the other, crossing the room so swiftly that he wondered if he’d run. Before long, he was in front of the one person who he instinctively knew could threaten his control. If he let him, this man would be his downfall. And he was helpless to walk away. It was like he was a moth, and this man was the flame. He couldn’t leave, even though he wanted to.
    I’m only going to meet him. Then I’ll go, and we’ll never see each other again. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.
    Deke opened his mouth to speak. But for the second time tonight, he was interrupted by a man. At least this time, he recognized the voice. Declan Stanton.
    Gnashing his teeth together, Deke turned to see his housemate. The conceited ass was grinning from ear to ear. He was smugger than the cat that ate the canary. Deke really didn’t like that look.
    Uncertain about the turn of events, Deke did something he’d never done before. He stepped back, away from the people around him. Something told him that he’d been set up and that he should run. But his stupid pride wouldn’t let him. Instead, he thrust away every emotion, shuttering his face in the process.
    “Ah,” Declan breathed. “I see you’ve met…my younger brother.”
    Deke swore. Adam. His housemate Declan had been attempting to play matchmaker between him and his Irish twin brother since the start of their sophomore year. If it weren’t for the fact that Deke was at Yale while Adam was at Columbia, he’d probably have been tricked into a blind date before now. But until this moment, he’d managed to foil every attempt Declan had made.
    As Deke glanced around the group of strangers as well as Declan, he knew they’d all tricked him. The strangers’ guilty faces and his friend’s smug one gave them all away. When Deke noticed the rest of his housemates approaching, he knew they’d helped, too. Bastards.
    Adam put his hand out to Deke, obviously expecting him to shake it. “Nice to meet you,” he murmured. The velvet intonation of his voice sent a shiver down Deke’s spine, shaking him to the very core. He’d never responded to a man, not like this one. He was hard, pound-nails-into-concrete hard. And he wanted nothing more than to grab Adam and kiss him. He wanted to run his hands through Adam’s brown hair and cup the back of his head then kiss him until neither of them could breathe. Then he wanted to kiss him again.
    Holy fuck. What’s wrong with me? Deke didn’t kiss—anyone. He didn’t like the intimacy. He didn’t want anyone that close to him. Not Adam though. Deke ached to have him in every way he could get him. Shit.
    Scowling at the man he wanted to steal away and fuck the hell out of, Deke kept his hands to himself. “Not likewise,” he replied coldly.
    Deke expected Adam to be pissed that he was being so rude. But no, Adam did the unexpected. He laughed. “Tough shit. You’re stuck with me.” A sly smile lit up his face. “Seems to me we’ve been deserted.”
    Deke looked around them. They were alone. While he’d been acting like some lovesick moron, every person near them had abandoned ship. Well, isn’t this fucking great? I should get the hell out of here. But he didn’t make a move to leave.
    Crossing his arms defensively, Deke frowned. “Seems to me that we should make nice for”—he paused to glance at his watch—“about thirty seconds. Then we’ll go on our way and no one will be the wiser.”
    Again, Adam laughed. “I never saw you as a coward.”
    Deke bristled at the accusation in Adam’s tone. “I’m no coward. I’m just not