Chapter 19

“We are.” Dirk smiled up at him, his pale blue eyes glimmering with glee—and lust. “Dancing is supposed to be seductive.”

“I’m not Tonio.”

Dirk seemed taken aback. “I know you’re not. Why on earth would you even mention that?”

“I just didn’t want…” Bay sighed. “Never mind. It was a foolish thing to say.”

“Yes, it was.” Dirk moved his arms up, wrapping them around Bay’s neck, gazing up at him. “If you were,” he said quietly, “we wouldn’t be here. We’d be at his place, or mine, to hear everyone tell it, which might be…interesting, but it’s not what I want.”

“So if he walked in here right now, you’d ignore him and stay here with me?”

“Yes.”

“Prove it,” Bay said, with reason. He’d just seen Tonio come into the club, alone. As he watched, Tonio looked their way and smiled, before coming toward them.

“I certainly didn’t expect to see the two of you here,” Tonio put one arm around Dirk’s shoulders, while grinning wickedly at both of them.