Chapter 2
Aiden
“Hey, can you hand me the tongs?”
Aiden glanced at Sam, the words not getting through. His mind was still on the guy inside. s**t, Marc was gorgeous. Like model beautiful. Porcelain skin, white blond hair with the ends dyed blue, and pale sky blue eyes that popped with the black liner. He was pretty petite, at least seven inches shorter than Aiden. But God, those lips. Glossy with the hint of pink. Aiden wanted to taste those sweet lips.
He’d had that instant kind of reaction to Marc, the kind that made him feel like a teenager again. A teenager with a raging hard-on. He shifted and tried to discreetly adjust himself. The snicker from Sam told him he’d failed.
“Are you done?”
Aiden furrowed his brow. “What are you talking about?”
“Are you done imagining what you’d li
