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entered a room a few minutes before the man wearing it. On Harley it was a fresh, clean scent.
    “Here it is,” I pointed to the screen. “Major fuck up, looks like I issued it for the wrong year, you should expect it in your holiday pay package June of 2017, sound good to you?”
    We laughed at my screw up.
    “I’ll plan my vacation now, I can probably get a super deal by booking early,” Harley laughed, and I felt a tingle run along my spine as our eyes met, his beautiful face was only a few inches from mine.
    Another visual of his lips parting and my tongue colliding with his, had me suddenly hopping to my feet, shocking us both by the speed that propelled me.
    “Printer paper,” I blurted. “I need to put paper in the printer. I’ll give you a copy of the revision and issue you a new cheque by the end of the day.”
    “Sounds great,” Harley said, moving his chair back to where he found it. “I’ll meet you back here in twenty minutes for lunch?”
    “Lunch, uh, yeah sure, uh twenty,” I stammered.
    Where else would we go but Chances? It was the local hangout, the bar of choice and it just so happened that it was only a few blocks from the office. It reminded me of Cheers the TV show, where everyone knew your name. Chances was like that. You walked in and at least one person in the place greeted you by name and that one person just so happened to be named Sam. He was the owner/bartender and seemed to always be there, day or night. I often wondered if he had a home or if this was it.
    “Dyson old man. Harley, you guys go ahead and grab a seat I’ll be right with you,” Sam hollered, as he topped off a beer mug and released the beer taps handle.
    “Let’s grab that booth over there,” Harley said, pointing to the booth in the back corner.
    Of course my mind was playing on the dirty side, concocting the notion of Harley touching me under the table, his hands exploring while I fought to keep our behavior discrete. Then I snapped back to reality as I sat opposite Harley who handed me a menu with a sparkling sweet smile. Even in the dim light the blue of his eyes radiated sex-appeal, like I said before, the man was a god!
    “I heard about the Will,” Harley said, out of nowhere, surprising me.
    “Um, yeah, well I guess it’s the talk of the office,” I laughed, trying to disguise my bitterness. “My demise seems to be the theme of the day. At least when they’re talking about me they’re leaving someone else alone.”
    “I don’t think that’s quite what people are saying,” he said. “I just heard you got the shaft, you know, the short end of the stick.”
    “Yeah, you could say that I got it shoved completely up my ass,” I laughed. “And it wasn’t exactly the short end either.” I wiggled my brow.
    “Is it true you’re being replaced?” Harley asked.
    If I didn’t know better I would think I heard disappointment in his voice, but who was I kidding? That was a new one, I hadn’t heard of my being replaced until now. I was like anyone else I suppose, expendable, and he had to have known this. He was just trying to be sympathetic.
    I shrugged, faking my indifference, moving my attention to the menu as I spoke, “I was told I could keep my job. At least I’ll have a wage coming in. I suppose that doesn’t make me utterly fucked over, even if it feels that way.”
    “I don’t understand, you’re family,” Harley said, with a look of disgust on his beautiful face.
    I couldn’t help but laugh because it was my own fault. If I’d kept my mouth shut, married Rebecca and waited six or seven months down the road to reveal who I really was, I wouldn’t have been having this conversation. But then again, fate had a way of bringing people together, maybe fate had plans for me and Harley. I snorted the idea away quickly. There was no sense getting my hopes up.
    “Being family doesn’t guarantee you’re going to be accepted,” I said, sadly.
    “Accepted? What did you do that was so