Chapter 6

“This is true.” Trey was impressed that Marty seemed to want to do more than just keep the customers entertained, as he’d put it last night when he’d volunteered to help out.

Marty paused by the section of Roman costumes to check out the gladiators. “Not much to these, is there?”

Trey grinned. “What you see is what you get.” He eyed Marty. With his build, he’d look fantastic in one of them. “If you want, you can borrow one for Christmas Eve at the bar.”

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“Naw.” Marty laughed. “I’d be showing a bit too much skin. It’s a local bar, not a strip club, in case you haven’t noticed. I don’t need ladies who’ve had one too many throwing themselves at me.”

“Yeah. Their boyfriends might not be too happy.”

“I wouldn’t be too happy, either. Now if it was a cute guy…” Marty winked. There, I did it and it wasn’t that hard.

“Umm, okay. I didn’t know…Not that it matters.” Trey swallowed hard.

“Why would you? I never said anything, even though I know you’re gay.”