“This is really good,” Nick said.
Ray’s gaze followed Nick’s tongue as it darted out to lick the corner of his mouth. It put wicked thoughts in Ray’s head. Thoughts of where that tongue could go. Oddly enough, Ray found himself liking the man. There was no way to deny Nick’s sexiness. He didn’t know any gay man who wouldn’t want to get into Nick’s pants. Or straight women for that matter. He’d asked Nick out simply because he wanted to have s*x with him. He hadn’t expected to like him, given their recent association, but, strangely, Ray did.
“Glad you like it. The marinade is my dad’s recipe.” Ray sliced another piece of steak from the filet on his plate. “My dad loves to cook. I think that’s where Devon got it. He went to culinary school, you know.”
“Devon?”
“Yes.”
“No, I didn’t know
