![]() If you want to get this guy, you-and I can’t stress this enough-cannot listen to any advice offered up by these two idiots. ![]() All he was missing was a bottle of rum, which Archer had no doubt already downed before leaving his apartment. A professional poker player and amateur reprobate, Archer had somehow turned his vices into a lucrative career.Īs usual, he looked like he’d rolled off a pirate ship, dark hair askew, a few days worth of scruff on his chiseled face. It was surprising to find Archer anywhere before noon. ![]() I’m not drunk enough for this.”Īugust hadn’t expected to find Archer at Adam’s place. I want that,” August said.Īrcher made a disgusted noise. Seems like it says more about you than it does me,” Adam said, grinning at Noah before pulling him in to kiss the top of his head. “Why? Didn’t Adam do the same thing to you?” You can’t just break into a guy’s apartment and sneak up on him while he’s sleeping,” Noah chastised.Īugust frowned. ![]() Noah always looked like he’d just come from a church social with his big brown eyes and freckled cheeks, in direct opposition with his brother’s inky black hair and pale blue eyes. They sat at the kitchen table with Adam’s boyfriend, Noah, and their other brother, Archer. ![]() “When you put it like that, it makes me sound like a stalker.”Īugust had stopped by Adam’s loft on his way to the college to try to figure out how to make Lucas love him…or, at least, like him more than other people. “You broke into his house and watched him sleep?”Īugust rolled his eyes at Adam’s amused statement. ![]()
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