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sexy man affected him either.
    “Come on,” Dillan said again. “Shut the door behind you.”
    “What are we doing?” Derek asked. “What about my car? Don’t you want me out of your hair? Why’d you even bring me here?”
    Dillan chuckled softly. It seemed his mate had finally found his tongue. He set the beers on a plastic table next to the plastic lawn chairs. Next, he crossed to a hot tub set up off in the corner of the deck. Dillan had been extremely pleased to discover that little bonus.
    “We are going to relax in this hot tub,” Dillan stated, filling his voice with confidence as he pulled the cover off. “We’ll drink a couple of beers. Tell each other about ourselves.” He glanced over his shoulder and winked at his human mate. “Generally, tonight we’re just gonna relax.”
    Dillan hadn’t missed the way Derek had instinctively responded to his commands when he’d been half out of his mind with fatigue. He was interested in knowing just how much he could use that to his advantage.
    Picking up the beer, Dillan lined them up on the side of the hot tub. Then, he gripped the zipper of his jeans and carefully lowered it...didn’t want to catch anything, after all. Finally, he pushed the jeans down and off. Half-turning to face Derek as he folded the pants, he looked toward the human.
    Dillan spotted the blush on Derek’s cheeks and noted how the human’s gaze was riveted to his hard cock. Hell, he liked that Derek seemed unable to resist staring at him, and he sure wasn’t going to do anything to embarrass him. Instead of drawing attention to his mate’s staring, Dillan tossed his jeans onto the table where the beers had been and climbed into the hot tub.
    Groaning in pleasure upon feeling the heat envelope his road-weary muscles, Dillan slid onto a seat. He sighed, grabbed a beer, and popped the cap. After tossing the cap in the direction of his jeans—and feeling proud he landed it on top of the folded fabric—he held up the bottle and waggled it.
    “Come on, jay-walker. Get in here and loosen up,” Dillan teased.
    Derek moved forward a few steps, looking uncertain.
    Dillan beckoned with the beer again, then set it on the side of the tub. Picking up a second bottle, he opened that and did the same with the cap as the first one. Dillan took a long drink from this one. He swallowed, then rested the back of his head on the pad of the seat and waited for Derek to make up his mind. As he eyed the handsome human, he tried to ignore the twitching of his throbbing cock.
    “I, uh, don’t have a suit,” Derek objected halfheartedly.
    Snorting, Dillan shook his head. “I know you didn’t miss that I don’t either.” He narrowed his eyes and grinned. “If you’re feeling shy, leave your underwear on. It’d be a shame though, because I bet you have a sexy ass.”
    Derek’s cheeks turned almost scarlet and he took a step backward. “You’re gay?”
    “Bisexual,” he corrected. “I’m an equal opportunities connoisseur of the pleasures of the flesh,” Dillan told him with a wink. “Why limit myself?”
    “Uh—”
    Chuckling, Dillan sobered. “Get in the damn hot tub, jay-walker. I won’t bite unless you ask me to.” He pointed at the beer, then at the seat across from him. “Get undressed and relax, Derek.”
    Finally, as if he’d suddenly come to a decision, Derek started moving. He whipped his shirt over his head and draped it over the back of a chair. Next, he unbuttoned his belt and jeans, then stripped them off, too. These he folded and set on a chair as he kicked his socks underneath it.
    Derek stood in his navy blue briefs for an instant, the line of his rigid cock showing blatantly leaning a bit toward the left. His face still red, he quickly climbed into the tub and slid into the water. He glanced around the four person tub, hesitating, then grabbed a beer and sat in the seat to Dillan’s left instead of the one across from him.
    Pleased with Derek’s choice, Dillan took