Description
Adrian is lonely and longs for someone like himself, but he’s stuck in not one but two closets. When he meets Erik at a club, though, he is shocked to discover the singer shares far more than an interest in men.
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The hallway of the apartment building was quite chilly, making Adrian grateful he remembered his leather jacket this time. The last time they went out, he had forgotten it and had to borrow Abby’s spare coat.
It was December, a time of year that never ceased to make him ache from the inside out, something which resonated deep within him. He often wondered how other creatures could survive in such harsh conditions even though he knew the majority of the animal kingdom bedded down for the winter. He often wished he could do the same — sleep the time away until spring came around once more.
As the two of them walked out into the blistering cold of a Washington December, Adrian pulled the jacket tighter about him. He caught a glimpse of Corey out of the corner of his right eye. The man was shaking his head and grinning.
“Hey!”
Adrian looked up at the sound of the woman’s voice and groaned inwardly. He didn’t think Donna was going with them tonight since she had to work in the morning. Regardless, he smiled at her as they neared Corey’s van.
“Hi, sweetie,” Donna said as she threw her arms around Adrian’s neck in a hug.
Adrian hugged her back as best he could. He simply wasn’t in the mood tonight. She didn’t seem to notice his discomfort and gave him a quick little peck on his right cheek.
“Can we go now? It’s fucking cold,” another woman demanded from the dark depths of the van.
“Yeah, yeah.” Corey waved Donna and Adrian into the van and slid the door closed behind them. He walked around, climbed into the driver’s seat, and glanced in the back just as the bench seat reclined amid masculine groans and feminine giggles. He shook his head and started the van.
“Jeez, the least you two could do is get a room,” Adrian remarked dryly as Jacob and Abby made out not two feet from him. He looked up to meet Corey’s concerned gaze in the rearview mirror. Corey shook his head in sympathy, and Adrian rolled his eyes.
Donna reached over and slid her hand over Adrian’s hair. He bit his tongue and smiled as sweetly as possible.
“I love your hair like this,” she said. “It looks so pretty and pure, kinda suits you, ya know?”
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