When Gabriel goes to the annual gaming convention, planning to play as many games as he can during the next three days, he doesn’t expect to be glared to death in the parking lot by a really cute guy.  So when the same guy joins the game Gabriel is playing, Gabriel is determined to make him smile, even if it takes some awkward flirting.<br><br>When Aitor makes it inside the convention center after someone steals his parking spot, he doesn’t expect to be so attracted to the man he decided to hate just a few minutes earlier.  But as he gets to know Gabriel through gaming and flirting, he just can’t look away.<br><br>The game of flirting has no rulebook, but for Gabriel and Aitor, it may just have two winners after all.

No Rulebook for Flirting

Gabriel glanced up from washing his hands when Aitor entered the bathroom. He smiled. “Are you ready for another adventure? I kind of want to kick that jerk’s arse. It’s a pity he’s on our own team.”


Then something clicked, and Aitor understood what had been happening during the game. “You’ve been making all the possible kills so he wouldn’t get any, haven’t you?”


“Serves him right, going off on his own, then expecting us to come to the rescue.”


Aitor snorted. “You’re unbelievable.”


He shrugged. “The first-timers appear to be having a good—”


Aitor’s mouth didn’t let Gabriel finish that sentence. Someone moaned, and Aitor couldn’t swear it hadn’t been him. Gabriel’s beard felt nice against his skin, but when his mouth opened, Aitor forgot all about that, losing himself in the rhythm of the kiss and the stroke of Gabriel’s tongue against his.


Chapter 7