Chapter 10

“You don’t have to be.” The little guy touched his arm tentatively. “My place is nearby, if you’re interested.”

Charles blinked and studied him. He looked vaguely familiar. “Have I seen you before?”

He looked proud. “People tell me I look like one of the actors in Queer as Folk.”

Charles gave him a blank stare.

For a second, the guy frowned, but then he wiped the expression off his face so quickly Charles wondered if he’d actually seen it. “It’s a television show,” he said with easy patience.

“I don’t watch much television.” Jesus, when would he have the time? “What’s your name?”

“Dix. What’s yours?”

“Charles.”

Dix giggled.

“Something funny?”

“I know a Charles.”

“It isn’t me.”

“No.” He cleared his throat. “So, Charles…Are you?”

“Interested?” He stared at Dix’s pretty mouth with its lush lips. Would they feel as good wrapped around his cock as Max’s had? “Yeah, I think I am.” He left a few dollars on the bar as a tip for the bartender. “Let’s go.”