They can have their drink.
I’m going to find out what’s going on with Ari and Jason.
3
JASON
I’m just getting my heart rate under control when I watch Tyler, Gavin, and Keon walk back into High Flyer. I find myself searching for the reason my heart was racing…Ari.I can feel the disappointment when he doesn’t appear.
I can still remember the first time I saw him, all black hair and blue eyes. Ari’s well-built and tall, commanding a room as soon as he walks in. I see a lot of men owning a bar, but I’ve never had one take my breath away just from a simple smile. Then there’s whatever the fuck happened in the stockroom.
Ari’s a flirt, and he enjoys making me blush, but that’s all I ever took it as. When I ran to the stockroom tonight, I just needed to remind myself that he wasn’t actually interested. He blew that idea all to hell with that mind-blowing fucking kiss.
I fill the guys’ drinks and have them waiting on the bar when they slide onto the stools. Tyler leans forward, bracing his elbows on the bar and cradling his chin in his hands. “I have a question.”
“Tyler,” Keon warns. “You said you would drop it.”
“No. You said I should drop it. I never agreed.” Tyler crosses his arms and leans closer. “What’s the deal with you and Ari?”
I control my face and prop my hip against the bar. “Deal?” I don’t want to say anything and accidentally out Ari. They all seem impossibly close, and from my observation, Ari’s straight.Until that hot as fuck kiss.“There is no deal.”
“So, you weren’t playing hide the hotdog in the stockroom?”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Gavin laughs. “Hide the hotdog?”
“I’m trying to be discreet,” Tyler huffs, and I can’t help but laugh. “Okay. Were you and Ari fucking back there?”
“No.” That answer comes out confident, because we weren’t.
“Was Ari showing you his big ol’ dick?”
“How do you know his dick is big?” I ask, turning it around on him. They’ve been coming in long enough that I knowmostlyhow to handle Tyler.
“We’ve worked together for a long time. Sometimes you just see things. But you didn’t answer my question.” I’m dying to know what they actually do for work. Chelsea and her guys are always secretive about it, too, but it isn’t my place to ask.
“No,” I answer.
“Then why the hell were you guys in a closed room together?”
“Careful, Tyler, you sound a little jealous,” I tease, walking away to take more orders. I can feel his eyes on me and choose to avoid going back over there. My poker face is only so good.
Once everyone is taken care of, I decide to head to the stockroom to grab a few things. As soon as the door shuts, his cologne hits me first, and then he’s pressing me against the door. “Ari,” I breathe.
“Hm,” he hums, running his nose up my neck. “I was hoping you’d come back here.”
“How long have you been waiting?” When the hell did he even get back here?
“Long enough.” His kisses up my neck to my ear, making me shiver.
“Your friends are out there.”
“I know, but I didn’t come here for them.”
“Tyler’s been asking questions.”
“Of course he has,” Ari says dryly. “What did you tell him?”
I pull back so I can see Ari’s face. “Nothing. I didn’t know what to tell him.”