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Troy’s head jerked up. “What?” Confusion flashed in those pleasure-glazed blue eyes. He watched as Philip’s handsome face tightened in obvious anger. The tic in his mate’s jaw showed just how mad he was.
“You heard me.” Philip snapped, looking down at his mate’s flushed face.
“If you’re referring to Paul and I, of course, we don’t blow each other.” Troy’s voice was filled with shock. “Why would you even think that?”
“So who do you blow?” Philip shot back.
Troy felt his overheated blood, cool in an instant. “No one.” He moved away from Philip’s body and sat on his heels. “You know I’ve never been intimate with any other person but…”
“I don’t know any such thing.” Philip cut him off. “I’m not a fool. You’ve been clearly taught what you just did. You blew me like someone with a lot of experience. Like someone who’s been around.”
“Because Paul taught me what to do.” Troy’s voice shook with the beginnings of anger.