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partner lifted his towel to his hair and rubbed, completely
unabashed to once again be showing Carl his ass.
Unable to resist, Carl twirled his towel and whipped him. The
crack of wet towel meeting pale flesh reverberated through the
room. Ryan whirled with a shout, swinging his own towel. The hits
flew between them fast and furious. By the time they called a halt,
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both men were laughing hysterically.
He dropped onto the bench, the towel across his lap.  Damn.
Grinning at his equally exhausted partner, he realized he felt relief
that someone else knew. He wasn t ready to tell the world by any
means, but his partner accepted him.  Thank you.
Smirking back at him, Ryan nodded.  Sure thing, man. Now,
I m outa here and you ve got someone waiting.
Carl nodded, a small smile curving his lips.  Yeah, I do.
Out in the parking lot, Ryan strode beside him. When he
reached his car, he said,  So when am I gonna meet him?
Pausing, Carl placed his hands on his hips and stared at the sky
for a second. He sucked in a deep breath and let it out in a whoosh.
 I m still coming to terms with this. Give me a little more time?
 I suppose, but don t take too long. I have to make certain he s
good enough for you, Ryan teased.
Carl laughed.  Right.
 Hey, since you don t have any family, I gotta take care of
you, Ryan said with a cocky grin.
He held out a hand and when Ryan took it, Carl pulled him into
a one armed, back-slapping, man-hug. Pulling away, Carl nodded.
 Sure thing, partner. See you Monday.
Ryan settled into his car and Carl continued to his own. Easing
into the seat, Carl let his head drop against the headrest and his
eyes close. He had a lot of decisions about his future to make.
Suddenly, he remembered the conversation he had with Jake the
first time Carl had joined them for dinner. At least his son
wouldn t have a problem with him having a boyfriend instead of a
girlfriend.
His brows lifted as he thought about that. Do I have a
boyfriend? Starting the car, he shook his head. Carl decided he d
think about it later.
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Chapter Twelve
ow many dates have you been on with him? Trace asked,
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frowning.
Vincent scowled, not liking the direction of his friend s line of
questioning.  Three, he admitted.
 And he hasn t fucked you yet? Trace crossed his arms over
his chest.  Are you sure he s not just experimenting?
Vincent plopped down on one of the benches between the
lockers in the firehouse wash room and grimaced. He didn t know
what to tell his friend. He wasn t really sure himself.
Trace settled next to him.  He is experimenting? he asked,
giving Vincent a worried look.
Shaking his head, Vincent found his voice.  I have no idea, he
whispered.  We ve been to a couple steak houses and a seafood
place. He acts like a buddy while in public, but as soon as the door
closes he pounces on me. Running a hand through his dark hair,
he grimaced.  Damn, he s insatiable. It s like he s making up for
lost time.
That had Trace s brows shooting up.  What do you mean?
 He s learned the art of sucking cock incredibly fast, Vincent
replied, hating that he had to share these details with Trace, but
needing someone to talk to about it. Carl had him all mixed up
inside. The man acted like a drinking buddy to the world, but
would suck his cock, or stroke him off, or rut against him like a cat
in heat when they were alone. And his mouth! Vincent groaned at
the memory of Carl s kisses.
 So he s closeted, Trace reasoned.  He likes it, but doesn t
want to admit it to the world.
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 Seems that way, Vincent said, sighing with frustration. Damn,
he d always promised himself not to let anyone force him back
into the closet. And Vincent didn t really consider himself back
there, but it sure was frustrating not being able to touch Carl in
public. Not that he could make out with him like heterosexual
males could with their girlfriends, but it still would have been nice
to hold his hand or touch his arm when he wanted.
Trace s eyes narrowed, staring at him hard for a few seconds.
 Okay, so let him fuck you, then see if he ll come out for you.
Invite him to the Memorial Day party as your date.
Vincent s brows shot up.  I don t know, he hedged.  I m not
much of a bottom. It was one of the biggest reasons he and Trace
never tried to give it a go when they d first met. Both of them were
too dominant. Could he let Carl have his ass without knowing
where the relationship was going?
Giving him an understanding look, Trace asked,  You don t
really want to be a closeted cop s dirty little secret, do you?
 Of course not.
 Then you better figure things out now if he s willing to be with
you for real before you fall for him. It ll be easier to end things
now rather than later, he remarked sagely.
Just the idea of ending things with Carl had Vincent s heart
beating a staccato rhythm in his chest. He didn t want to imagine a
day when he couldn t pick up his phone, zing off a text to his
lover, and then get some witty reply back. He loved Carl s wicked
sense of humor.
 Oh, Vincent, you didn t! Trace s moaned words drew his
attention and he looked at the other man.  You didn t fall for him
already, did you?
 Maybe, he whispered.
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