his way to a meeting and decided to stop
by after realizing he had a little over two hours to spare. Adam had
been thrilled, as they hadn’t seen each other in a very long time.
Logan’s job had become quite busy lately to say the least, and he
hadn’t had time to breathe, much less hang out with Adam.
six DegRees of Lust 73
“You look tired, honey.” Adam was like a mother hen, always
making sure he ate well and got enough rest. Logan loved him
for that.
“I’m fine.”
“All work and no fun makes Logan—”
He dropped the boxes next to his friend’s legs. “Not dull, I
assure you.”
“Get real. I haven’t seen you out of a suit in almost a year.
Can you even remember the last time you went to the movies?
How about clubbing?”
“What are you talking about? I go clubbing three times
a week,” he replied absently, walking towards the door of the
storage room he’d found his friend in when he arrived. Someone
out there was laughing, and his laugh made Logan want to smile.
From the door he had a partial view of Escape’s hair and makeup
section and its respective waiting area, which he scanned until he
located the source of the contagious laugh.
“You go to clubs for work,” he heard Adam say. “That
doesn’t count. Can’t we go cruising? I want to see you made up,
wearing your clubbing outfits. I want to see you hook up with
a guy that you have a hard-on for and not one that might have
some information you need.”
“Adam?”
“Hmm?”
“Any idea of who the hot blond holding court in your lobby
might be?” Adam walked over and flashed a cheeky smile when
he noticed who Logan was looking at.
“That, my dear, would be Christian Murphy. The Amazon
sitting next to him is Gabriela, his best friend in the entire world.”
“Regular clients of yours?”
“They come for hair, manicure, and pedicure every week;
facials once a month. This morning Gabi called and booked
facials, body scrubs, massages… you know, the whole package.
Said it was an emergency. Man trouble, judging by the look on
74 Taylor V. Donovan
their faces when they arrived. Christian’s boyfriend, and I use that
term loosely, must be in the shit house again.” Adam turned away
and went back to his boxes and invoices.
“Why would you use the term loosely?” he asked without
taking his eyes off the guy, trying to remember if he’d seen him
before. There was something so familiar about him.
“Any particular reason why you’d like to know?”
Logan smiled at his friend’s teasing tone. He’d been staring at
the guy out in the lobby pretty hard, so he wasn’t surprised by it.
“You know he’s not my type.”
“Well, in this case that’s a good thing, as Christian swore off
tall, athletic, and gorgeous several months ago. You wouldn’t
have had a chance with him anyway.” Adam closed the last box
of supplies and dusted his hands. “At some point he decided
that average is the route to go when pursuing a monogamous,
committed relationship. Load of crap, as far as I’m concerned.”
“I sense a story behind that decision,” Logan muttered. “Do
you know what happened to him?”
“Do I look like the type that likes to gossip?” Adam laughed
as soon as Logan raised an eyebrow at him. “Fine. Never mind
that.” His friend sighed. “Lots of heartache, basically. Falling for
the wrong guy every single time. Getting fucked by guys that
refuse to come out of the closet. You know how it is.”
“Sadly, I do.”
“And I’m not entirely sure of what’s going on, but there’s
definitely trouble in paradise with the average looking boyfriend
as well. I just wish Chris would see the light and dump the guy
once and for all.” Adam put the invoice down and joined him at
the door once again. “Julian, that’s the boyfriend, is completely
different from Christian. He’s so bland looking… He’s nice, don’t
get me wrong, but the couple of times he’s been
by after realizing he had a little over two hours to spare. Adam had
been thrilled, as they hadn’t seen each other in a very long time.
Logan’s job had become quite busy lately to say the least, and he
hadn’t had time to breathe, much less hang out with Adam.
six DegRees of Lust 73
“You look tired, honey.” Adam was like a mother hen, always
making sure he ate well and got enough rest. Logan loved him
for that.
“I’m fine.”
“All work and no fun makes Logan—”
He dropped the boxes next to his friend’s legs. “Not dull, I
assure you.”
“Get real. I haven’t seen you out of a suit in almost a year.
Can you even remember the last time you went to the movies?
How about clubbing?”
“What are you talking about? I go clubbing three times
a week,” he replied absently, walking towards the door of the
storage room he’d found his friend in when he arrived. Someone
out there was laughing, and his laugh made Logan want to smile.
From the door he had a partial view of Escape’s hair and makeup
section and its respective waiting area, which he scanned until he
located the source of the contagious laugh.
“You go to clubs for work,” he heard Adam say. “That
doesn’t count. Can’t we go cruising? I want to see you made up,
wearing your clubbing outfits. I want to see you hook up with
a guy that you have a hard-on for and not one that might have
some information you need.”
“Adam?”
“Hmm?”
“Any idea of who the hot blond holding court in your lobby
might be?” Adam walked over and flashed a cheeky smile when
he noticed who Logan was looking at.
“That, my dear, would be Christian Murphy. The Amazon
sitting next to him is Gabriela, his best friend in the entire world.”
“Regular clients of yours?”
“They come for hair, manicure, and pedicure every week;
facials once a month. This morning Gabi called and booked
facials, body scrubs, massages… you know, the whole package.
Said it was an emergency. Man trouble, judging by the look on
74 Taylor V. Donovan
their faces when they arrived. Christian’s boyfriend, and I use that
term loosely, must be in the shit house again.” Adam turned away
and went back to his boxes and invoices.
“Why would you use the term loosely?” he asked without
taking his eyes off the guy, trying to remember if he’d seen him
before. There was something so familiar about him.
“Any particular reason why you’d like to know?”
Logan smiled at his friend’s teasing tone. He’d been staring at
the guy out in the lobby pretty hard, so he wasn’t surprised by it.
“You know he’s not my type.”
“Well, in this case that’s a good thing, as Christian swore off
tall, athletic, and gorgeous several months ago. You wouldn’t
have had a chance with him anyway.” Adam closed the last box
of supplies and dusted his hands. “At some point he decided
that average is the route to go when pursuing a monogamous,
committed relationship. Load of crap, as far as I’m concerned.”
“I sense a story behind that decision,” Logan muttered. “Do
you know what happened to him?”
“Do I look like the type that likes to gossip?” Adam laughed
as soon as Logan raised an eyebrow at him. “Fine. Never mind
that.” His friend sighed. “Lots of heartache, basically. Falling for
the wrong guy every single time. Getting fucked by guys that
refuse to come out of the closet. You know how it is.”
“Sadly, I do.”
“And I’m not entirely sure of what’s going on, but there’s
definitely trouble in paradise with the average looking boyfriend
as well. I just wish Chris would see the light and dump the guy
once and for all.” Adam put the invoice down and joined him at
the door once again. “Julian, that’s the boyfriend, is completely
different from Christian. He’s so bland looking… He’s nice, don’t
get me wrong, but the couple of times he’s been
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