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He was a graphic designer He lived in a nice building where Oliver actually found parking, which was a plus

When he turned off the car, part of hiht back on and drive away

He’s attractive…and nice…and I’m horny, he told himself and tried not to think about Matty at all About the way his voice had lowered when he’d realized Oliver was going out or the light he saw in Matt’s eyes as he took in the pictures—the light he hadn’t seen in too da

He looked at the address again on his phone to get Eddie’s apart; the closer he got, the

See? Miles rong He could go out and fuck when he wanted to He wasn’t living in so for Matt He was going to have a nice, quiet evening alone with a sexy asm

When Oliver got to apartment B12 he held up his fist and rapped on the door It was only a few seconds later that he heard the locks turning and then…

“Hi Oh You’re not Eddie”

The other man smiled “Hi I’m the roommate, Mike Nice to meet you” He held out his hand and Oliver shook it

“You as well”

Mike let hied at Oliver, but he tried to ignore it Why did it matter if Mike was here? It wasn’t like he should have to leave just because Eddie had a date over

“Eddie’s in the kitchen,” Mike told hi roo roo in a pan

He turned, his blue eyes bright and wide “Hey It’s good to see you” Eddie walked over and gave hi “Do you want some wine?”

“Sure,” Oliver replied before leaning against the counter as Eddie went back to the stove

Mike grabbed a bottle, uncorked it, and pulled three wine glasses down