He made his way back to his table in time to hear the band start their first song and chuckled. It was “Round Midnight,” and he wondered if that was Steven’s doing.
“Took you long enough,” Ricky grumbled when Mario sat down. “Do we have to sit through another set? If so, I’m getting something stronger to drink.”
Mario shook his head. “You’re free to leave but I’m staying. I’m meeting up with Julie after they’re finished for the evening,” he replied, lying through his teeth. Not that he cared. Ricky was a skilled lover, but that was it. No commitments on either of their parts, which Ricky understood and accepted, or so Mario had thought.
“In that case…” Ricky downed the last of his drink. “I’ll see you later? After your date?”
“Probably. No promises, but probably.” Cupping his hand behi
