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    He looked up as he stuck a peanut-butter-covered thumb in his mouth. He pulled his finger out with a pop. “Hey, man.” His gaze dipped to my jeans before returning to my face. I swore I spotted disappointment. “I hope it’s okay that I made a sandwich.”
    Another set of bright blue eyes blinking at me through a windshield. My kids in the backseat, crying in incorrectly buckled car seats.
    I gritted my teeth and told myself not to get angry, that Dominic was just hungry. He wasn’t trying to invade my life. But this was too much. This was the kitchen where I’d just talked to my kids, where we’d eaten breakfast that morning, and now this guy was just making himself at home.
    Whether it was because of my size or the scowl on my face, most guys I fucked usually made a quick beeline for the door once we were done. There were no peanut butter sandwich detours. Dominic seemed like a nice guy, but this hookup was one hundred percent done.
    Holding out the clothes I had clenched in my fist, I said, “Sure, but it’s to go.”
    He didn’t move for a second, but then every line in his body tightened and the soldier in him shone through for the first time since he’d stepped through the door. His spine straightened, his face hardened, and his eyes went blank.
    I missed the other Dominic already.
    He grabbed his clothes and quickly pulled them on between bites of his sandwich.
    Dominic was fully dressed by the time we approached the door. I reached around him to open it, but he blocked me with his body. He was trying to play it cool, but I saw a flash of uncertainty in his expression. “Do you want my number? I wouldn’t mind another round some time.”
    “Nah.” When his face fell, my heart pulsed, and I did what I never did—tried to make someone else feel better. “I’ll catch you on Grindr again, I’m sure.”
    Another vacant grin crossed his face, and I wondered if that was his go-to response, but at least he appeared placated. My relief also made me wonder why I cared.
    He took a single pace backward. “It was good though, right?”
    For some reason, that insecure question got under my skin.
    I grabbed his chin, and his body turned to me, practically melting beneath my gaze. I kissed him hard, and he moaned against my lips. He needed to get out of here before I fucked him against my front door. I pulled back.
    “Yeah, it was really good.”
    “Awesome.” He inclined his head. “See ya around, Luke.” Then he was jogging down the porch stairs.
    I shut the door quickly and locked it, then ran my hands up my face and into my hair. My stomach growled, so I padded to the kitchen where the lone sandwich sat on a plate. The guy had made me a sandwich, and I’d still kicked him out. I was a bastard. That didn’t stop me from eating it in three bites.
    I sat down at the kitchen table and clasped my hands in front of me. My usual routine was to take a shower and then watch TV until I passed out on the couch, but my brain was working over time in a way it normally didn’t after I got off.
    Maybe it was Dominic’s naive attitude or maybe it was his military background that was dredging up ugly memories and unsettling me. Guys Dominic’s age didn’t know what it was like for my generation growing up. DADT was repealed now, and while I was sure it was still no fucking picnic to be gay in the military, it didn’t result in a discharge.
    Like mine.
    Hey, at least I hadn’t been dishonorably discharged like the gay and lesbian service members who’d been found guilty of homosexual conduct in decades prior. But leaving the service had not been my choice.
    I’d been forced, because I’d been an idiot and had gotten caught with my pants down. Literally. Back when I hadn’t been so careful, when I’d allowed blurring and merging among all the boxes in my life. The disastrous end to my relationship with Jake was the primary reason I avoided getting in too deep now.
    The entire thing had turned me into a