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washed the sheets a couple of days— oh Christ .
    He might be telling himself not to get overexcited but the
advice didn’t leave his brain. His heart raced, his palms were damp with sweat
while his cock grew harder by the second. Not wanting to appear too eager, he
pulled his shirt out of his pants so it hung loose. He was in the middle of
putting his groceries away, stowing the bundle of notes in the freezer behind
the coffee, when the knock came at the door.
    Adam stood holding a six-pack in one hand and a bottle of
wine in the other. His shirt also hung over his pants and Tomas bit his lip.
Didn’t necessarily mean anything.
    “Wasn’t sure if you were offering beef Wellington or cheese
sandwiches.” Adam held up the drinks.
    “Beans on toast.”
    Adam smiled and Tomas’ cock swelled against his zipper. He
couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt like this about anyone, male or
female. Not just aroused but pathetically excited. He’d thought it was because
he hadn’t let himself get interested, that he wasn’t into men anymore,
that he was too professional to allow his private and public sides to collide,
but now he knew different. He’d not been sufficiently tempted before. But hell,
why did he have to meet this guy now when he was knee-deep in shit? It had to
be the worst timing ever.
    “Come in.” Tomas kicked the door closed and went back to the
kitchen. He grabbed two tins of baked beans from the cupboard and a saucepan.
“What business you in?”
    “I…er—information technology. How about you?”
    Why the hesitation? “I work for guy who has many
businesses.” Few of which were legal. “I’m personal assistant. Do whatever he
needs.” Within reason and not with any pleasure. He gestured to Adam’s feet.
“You remember shoes. You have wallet, keys and phone?”
    Mr. Temptation sucked in his cheeks and sighed. “Yeah,
that’s Ally’s doing. She put notes on everything, including the taps, and I
still got those wrong.”
    Ally? Tomas swallowed his disappointment and popped
four slices of bread into the toaster. What sort of fool was he to assume Adam
was interested in guys? Tempt a het? I’m an idiot. All his bravado
slithered into a black hole.
    “I don’t know what I’d do without Ally,” Adam said.
    “Oh yeah?” he forced out.
    “She bought enough food to last me for a week and left
instructions but I still cocked it up.”
    Of course an angelic-looking guy would have an angelic
girlfriend. “Think you manage to get plates from there without breaking?” Tomas
nodded toward a wall cupboard. He wanted to strangle this goddess already.
    Two cupboard doors opened and closed behind him before Adam
put the plates on the counter.
    “She looked so gorgeous yesterday,” Adam said.
    Tomas yanked the tab off a can of beer and pushed another
toward Adam. So you’re taken. Fine. I get it. Shut up now.
    “She’s on her way to South America.”
    Or maybe not. Tomas stared straight at him. “Why you
not go?”
    Adam’s lips curved in a smile and there was something in his
eyes that made Tomas think he was yanking his chain.
    “Because I don’t think I’d be welcome. She’s on her
honeymoon.”
    Tomas grinned as he stirred the beans. The bastard was teasing him. The toast popped up and he reached for the margarine.
    “I was at wedding yesterday too,” he said.
    Adam handed him a knife. “With your girlfriend?”
    His expression held nothing but inquiry, but the question
had been pointed.
    “No girlfriend.” Tomas poured beans on the toast and gave a
plate to Adam.
    They sat at the table in front of the double doors that led
to the balcony, and despite his cock strenuously disagreeing, Tomas began to
backtrack. Lunch meant being neighborly, but forget the rest. The rest made for
a bad idea and was too risky. He didn’t want to drag anyone else into danger.
    But he watched Adam eat and his resolve to not touch went down the pan. Three weeks was nothing. It would go by in