Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Rick felt sorry for Mark, though, because the guy was still green with jealousy and he wondered how longthat unrequited love could go on. Someday, Rick planned to pull Mark aside and tell him he needed to grow some balls and tell Andrew exactly how he felt.

Now, their beers arrived, and after some discussion over the appetizer menu, they decided to order mozzarella sticks and giant nachos to share.

Rick turned in his seat and scanned the bar, checking out things. He felt restless. Anxious. The work week had been crazy and he needed to blow off some steam. He needed to get laid. It had been three weeks.Luckily, hot, young men in tight jeans filled the bar. God, he loved a tight little ass. He wondered if the last guy he’d picked up was around again, but quickly shot down that thought. Rick stuck by his rule—one-night stands only, no matter how hot the sex had been. Picking up the same guy twice was too close to some semblance of a relationship and that wasn’t anything he wanted.