Dinner was delicious, as long as Vic didn’t linger over the silly names on the menu. What ended up on his plate looked like steak and potatoes, no matter what the restaurant decided to call it, and tasted phenomenal. He had two glasses of wine over the three courses they ate; Matt downed the rest of the bottle. Alcohol made Matt horny, and Vic would be lying if he said he wasn’t looking forward to the rest of their evening. By the time they paid the bill, Matt was hanging onto Vic’s arm heavily and laughing a little too loud. Their waiter offered his help in getting Matt to the car, but Vic turned him down. Something in that kid’s eyes looked predatory. Vic could almost imagine the waiter copping a feel as his hands slid over Matt’s hips and back, or maybe even inviting himself home with t
