Seth’s still a no-go. Even this far from home, where no one would have to know if they got a little frisky in the hotel after hours, Seth still wouldn’t let Mark in. Tonight at the pub, a local chick caught Seth’s attention and, before Mark could even make a move, Seth was gone.
For half a heartbeat, Mark had toyed with the idea of going after Jamie—the drummer was a hot little piece of ass, but for some strange reason, he scared Mark. He didn’t act like a freshman, for starters. He wasn’t gawky like Peter, or skittish like Thad. No, Jamie was too self-assured for someone his age, too full of himself. Too much like Mark, to be honest, and Mark doesn’t need that.
He could’ve tried his hand with Thad. Mark is a hundred percent sure the kid likes d**k, though he’s so inexperienced, he would
