Chapter 16

He wasn’t even interestedin Leslie, that was the thing. Even if he liked girls, she wasn’t his type. Too pretty. Too ditzy. Too curvy. Everything his lover was not. With any luck, Jack’s sister would be able to make Aiden see he was wrong.

They had to be to Shelley’s by four for cocktails, but fifteen after the hour, Aiden stood in the foyer waiting while Jack checked his hair one final time in the hallway mirror. “What do you think?” he asked his lover, frowning at the blond spikes sticking up from his forehead. It was a new look for him, one he wasn’t quite sure of yet. “Do I look stupid or what?”

Aiden shrugged without looking at him. “You look fine.”

Jack glanced past his reflection at Aiden’s. “Come here,” he said. When Aiden sighed, Jack turned and wrapped his arms around his lover’s shoulders. Planting a quick kiss on Aiden’s cheek, he murmured, “Don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad,” Aiden told him in a pissy tone Jack recognized all too well.