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clicks echoed through the recreated Roman bath.
    Alex began to back away. “Maybe I should go.” He smoothed his dark pants, which clung to all the right places.
    “No. Screw them.” Uli winced at the look of horror on Alex’s face. Way to put your foot in your mouth. “I mean…don’t worry about them.”
    Cassidy nodded. “Yeah. Maybe if they see you more, they’ll get used to…you know?” The light sparkled off his glittery black nail polish as he gestured up and down at Alex’s appearance.
    “They should just get the hell over themselves,” Uli grumbled and tried not to glare. Then he sighed and pushed a few strands of escaped hair from Alex’s face. “Stay with me.”
    Alex nodded and allowed his friends to lead him to the bar.
    The sharp scent of alcohol assailed Uli’s nose from meters away. The bartender almost tripped over himself to serve them when they approached the bar. “What can I do for you, Alex? And I will do anything… I mean, I’ll make you anything you want.”
    Cassidy snickered.
    Uli barely restrained himself from slapping the bartender upside the head. Asshole.
    “Hey, you—” Uli pretended to read the bartender’s nametag. “—Carl, is it?” He swung an arm over Alex’s shoulders, hoping to send a clear message of mine . Slowly, with a touch of condescension, he said, “ We’d like waters.”
    When Uli arrived in America, he didn’t know the drinking age was different than in Germany. Instead of telling Uli that, Carl reported him to Lafayette for ordering a beer. His dislike had nothing to do with the way the guy dogged Alex’s every move. Okay, maybe it was the main reason.
    “Hey, Alex, aren’t you turning twenty-one soon?” Carl reached across the bar to cop a feel.
    Twenty-one? Uli had thought Alex was his age or even younger. Twenty-one?
    Alex must need male essence. How did he acquire it? Did he get it the usual way? Uli ignored the hurt that exploded in his heart at the thought of Alex taking someone else between his beautiful lips. Oddly, his urgent desire to provide Alex with essence had more to do with giving him what he needed and much less about sex.
    “Um, yeah.” Alex stepped back before Carl could grope him, but another patron bumped Alex and knocked him into range. Seizing the advantage, Carl pulled him close and secured Alex by the neck with one hand as the other hand roamed his body. He leaned in as if to kiss Alex.
    Hell no! Before he could, Uli captured the roving paw and grabbed Carl by the hair. “I will break you.”
    Carl’s eyes widened. “Ow! Hey, man. Sorry, I just thought we could…”
    “You thought wrong.” Uli bit out his words so they were clear.
    Alex moved farther away from Carl and pulled Uli behind him.
    A random zombie shouted, “It’s birthday spanking time!”
    “Johnny, it’s your birthday. Who do you want to spank?”
    “Yeah, Johnny. You get to pick three of us!” someone yelled, raising his hand as if waiting to be called upon in class.
    The birthday boy grinned and perused the room as if the decision was difficult. His gaze landed on Alex and Uli. He rubbed his hands together and opened his mouth.
    “Don’t even think about it, Johnny.” Alex grabbed Uli’s hand. Through clenched teeth, he said, “You are returning with me to our apartment.”
    What? Really? Dominant Alex was smoking hot. Excitement crawled through him, leaving him breathless. When Alex stalked away with Uli’s wrist encircled in a forceful grip, Uli didn’t think to fight. They were halfway to their apartment by the time the guilt caught up to him.
    Cutter. Uli was the worst mate ever. Though he and Cutter hadn’t yet bonded, his sight had never been wrong. What the hell was wrong with him?
    Once inside the tiny apartment, Alex slammed and locked the door. He paced for a few moments, brimming with excess energy. Then he paused to stare at Uli.
    “Do you think Johnny would actually have spanked you?”
    Uli stared. Not exactly the