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    "Trey, what do you think of that blond guy in a black shirt getting some drinks at the bar?" Sam asked.
    He followed Sam's line of vision and spotted the man amidst the throng of people waiting to be served.
    "He looks all right," he said cautiously, not exactly knowing why Sam wanted his opinion. He could only assume Sam was interested.
    "Do you think he's decent?" Sam pressed. "I mean, can you tell just by looking at him?"
    "Hard to tell. A guy can be well dressed and still be an asshole. You won't know until you talk to him."
    Kris nodded her head in agreement.
    "Well, the most important question is, does he come prepared for unexpected situations?" Sam muttered.
    He grinned. "If he didn't, I could give him my condom."
    "Then what are you going to use?" Kris asked—rather sourly, he thought. "Oh, I forgot. You just live around here. You must have a box stashed at home," she added.
    "I still think it's a bad idea, Kris," Sam said with a disapproving look.
    "Relax, Sam," Kris said, patting Sam's hand. "I'm just going to accept a drink from the guy then we'll have a conversation. Right here in front of you. You can help me suss him out since you're so worried."
    Trey's eyebrows lifted. What?! It dawned on him that Kris was the one interested. For a fling, he supposed.
    "Fine," Sam said resignedly and turned to him. "Can you help check that guy out, Trey? Kris told me you've agreed to help her find a decent man she could have a fling with."
    He gaped at Sam. He couldn't answer her as he suddenly felt sick to his stomach. Strange feeling, that.
    "Honestly, Sammy, you're so conservative. Chill! It's just sex," Kris admonished her cousin.
    "I'd just hate for you to end up sleeping with a wacko. People you meet at clubs and pubs—well, you just don't know what they're like," Sam retorted.
    "Do you think Trey's a wacko?"
    "Of course not!"
    "Well, he goes to clubs like this to find some fun. Do you think he's an undesirable character?" Kris asked, waving her hand in front of Trey's face.
    "No," Sam admitted.
    "There you go," Kris replied, as if a deal had already been sealed.
    Trey inhaled deeply to get precious oxygen in his lungs. Suddenly, breathing had become hard.
    He felt disturbed. Very disturbed. It was hypocritical, but he was on Sam's side. The thought of Kris going home with someone else tonight just didn't agree with him.
    It was perplexing, but he put it down to his competitive nature. He wanted Kris. No doubt part of that strong attraction was the fact that they'd agreed not to sleep together. He loved the thrill of the chase. Wasn't that partly the reason why he enjoyed being single? There was always someone new, providing him with an injection of excitement when he wanted it.
    The blond man Kris and Sam were talking about arrived at their table, carrying two glasses of wine and a bottle of beer.
    The man gave him a curious look. In return, he gave him a hard stare.
    "Thanks, Paul," Kris said with a cute smile as she accepted her wine from the newcomer.
    "My pleasure," Paul responded with a sickly-sweet grin at Kris. He glanced at the only seat available—a single armchair adjacent to Trey.
    Trey watched as Paul gave Kris a hopeful look, then glanced meaningfully at Sam and at him. Well, Paul could give all the non-verbal messages he wanted, but he wasn't about to offer to move to the armchair so Paul could sit next to Kris. Fortunately, Sam didn't look like she was about to volunteer either.
    Kris sighed and stood up.
    "Trey, would you mind moving to the middle, please?" she asked.
    "Sure, babe," he said casually. He shifted closer to Sam and gave her a surreptitious wink.
    Kris sat at the spot he'd just vacated and Paul happily took the single seat, leaning a bit so his knee touched Kris' as they chatted. Trey tried to quash an irrational irritation.
    With loud music blaring, Sam looked like she was straining to hear the conversation between Paul and Kris. Trey put an arm around her shoulder and spoke