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"Depends on what you find inside," Julian replied, finally looking up.

"Well, Julian," Elias whispered, leaning in closer until his breath brushed Julian’s ear. "I have a feeling this night is just getting started." gaysexy#ii=9

The man’s eyes were the color of dark honey, framed by thick lashes. A slow, knowing smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He didn't order a drink immediately; instead, he turned his body fully toward Julian, closing the distance between them just enough to be felt. "I'm Elias," he said, extending a hand. "Depends on what you find inside," Julian replied,

Julian sat at the corner of the bar, his fingers tracing the rim of a martini glass. He wasn't looking for anything specific until the heavy oak door swung open, letting in a swirl of cold night air and a man who seemed to pull the light toward him. A slow, knowing smile tugged at the corner of his mouth

"Rough night to be out," the stranger said. His voice was a rich baritone that vibrated in Julian’s chest.