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"Claire h

With a reluctant groan, Aidan pulled out and handled the task of re his condom, while Dylan reached for the cordless and answered with a quick hello

Sergio, the guard who manned the desk, spoke in a brusque voice "I have a Ron McKinley asking to be buzzed up He says he’s here to see Claire"

Dylan almost dropped the phone

Claire’s father was here?

Claire’s father was here?

"Oh," he blurted into the receiver "Uh…one sec, Serge" Covering the mouthpiece, he directed a panicked look at Aidan "Claire’s father is downstairs," he hissed

Aidan’s face paled "Shit Shit"

"I know, right?" Dylan quickly brought the phone back to his ear "Um, let him up"

The second he hung up, both men flew off the bed in a manic search for their clothes Son of a bitch What the hell was Claire’s father doing here?

Aidan vocalized Dylan’s thoughts "What the hell is he doing here?"

"I have no clue, ested

Dylan froze "Do you think I should getyou should do! Christ!"

They got dressed in a hurry, then eyed each other up and down to confirm they didn’t look like two men who’d just fked each other’s brains out

When they heard theon the front door, they exchanged identical looks of terror

"Here goes," Aidan ood," Dylan ht as well show so picture standing side by side like that Maybe that wouldthe a breath, Dylan opened the door

The man on the other side of it scowled at thehter?"

"She went out for groceries," Dylan said politely "And weI’m Chris’s brother, Dylan"

He stuck out his hand

Ron McKinley did not shake it