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pouted.
    Sean leaned over and kissed Baby, long and hard.
    “Oh, for crying out loud,” I teased.
    Sean ignored me. He didn’t stop until he was good and ready, which was after the hostess, manager, and another waitress came in with pitchers and glasses. They all stopped and stared. But when Sean finally pulled away, Baby looked more relaxed.
    Once we had ordered a ridiculous amount of food and were left alone again, Sean turned to Mike. “Okay, spill Mike. Most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done to impress a guy.”
    Mike’s what they call a bear. He’s pretty big, and definitely tough. Most people don’t usually figure out that he’s gay right away. In fact, there were groupies that traveled with us that had been trying to get into Mike’s pants for years. He wasn’t in the closet or anything, but he didn’t ever bring it up, unless he was just around us. Me, Sean, and Baby, we were like his comfort zone. He talked freely about his love life in a way I knew he didn’t do in most other settings.
    “I’ll tell you, but I wanna hear everyone’s story,” Mike said.
    “I’m game,” Sean told him.
    “We’ll all do it. Tell us, Mike,” Baby said.
    “Okay, I once wore short shorts for a guy.”
    “What? That’s it,” Sean said.
    “I mean really short shorts, man. Like the running kind that go up your ass and you have make sure your junk doesn’t fall out.”
    “Oooh,” I said. “That’s bad. Why the hell would you do that?”
    “He was into running. And he was seriously playing hard to get. So one day he asks me to go on a run with him. See, I met this guy at the gym.”
    “That’s how you do it, isn’t it Mikey,” Sean teased.
    “Shut up. Anyway, I knew this guy wore the short shorts, so when he invited me to go on a run, I bought a pair. I looked like a fucking idiot.”
    “Yeah, but did you get laid?” I asked.
    “Yep,” Mike said, leaning back and folding his arms over his chest.
    Sean laughed. “That’s pretty good.”
    “What do you got, Sean?”
    Sean leaned forward, his arms resting on the table. He pointed to a spot on his left arm with his right index finger. The spot was in the center of his forearm, which was covered in tattoos. “Right here, in the center of this wolf tattoo is a weird little spot.”
    We all leaned forward to look, except for Baby, who grinned. She’d obviously heard this story before.
    “When I was seventeen I got a girl’s name tattooed on my arm. My first tattoo as a matter of fact.”
    “What was her name?” Mike asked.
    “Tori.”
    I had a more pressing concern. “I bet your mom threw a fit.”
    “Oh, hell yeah. She dragged me down to the tattoo parlor and demanded to know what the hell they were doing giving a tattoo to a minor without permission. I was basically full grown by then and the poor sons of bitches assumed I was much older than I was, so they hadn’t carded me.” He laughed. “Anyway, Tori dumped me like two weeks later. But my mom wouldn’t let me cover it up with another tattoo. So I had to walk around for eight months with this chick’s name on my arm. I got the cover up as soon as I turned eighteen.”
    “Everybody knows to never get a girl’s name inked on you, brother,” I said, shaking my head. “I can’t believe you never told me this story.”
    “It’s embarrassing as hell,” he said. “But,” he looked at his wife, “I don’t know if that’s always true.”
    She shook her head. “Nope. I won’t let you get a tattoo with my name on it.”
    “Not your name, just Baby,” he suggested.
    “I’ll think about it.”
    “Tell us yours, Baby,” Mike said.
    This made me nervous. Sean looked nervous, too. We both knew that the most embarrassing thing Baby had ever done to impress a guy involved some pretty horrible shit in the bedroom with that asshole Brynn. It was way too dark for this conversation.
    Baby shrugged. “I guess,” she bit her lip and grinned. “It would be getting drunk and almost