Chapter 2

“We’re closed, buddy. Take a hint.” I started to shut it again, but the medium-height, brown-haired dude before me grabbed my arm in a surprisingly firm grip. Hmm, feisty. My cock took notice.

“Look, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be pushy, but I’m really hungry and I have a presentation in half an hour that could make or break my career and I haven’t had anything to eat since yesterday because I’m nervous and I know I’ll pass out if I don’t have carbs or whatever, but you’re the only thing open right now that’s on my way to work and not too expensive for the prices you’re showing on the side there and I really could use your help. Please?” He let go of my arm and I missed his touch, strangely enough. Now he was wringing his hands.