No problem, so you having a party or something?
Brett kept glancing away from the blonde trying to hide his own obvious attraction to him but it was as if the guy knew, was trying to find an opening. Maybe he was reading too much into it, after all it had been awhile since he’d been in the market, so to speak.
Party? … uh I wish, no, just need something for dinner… uh, would you, uh, have any, uh… suggestions?
(Christ he was sounding like some teenage school kid. All the uh’s and hmm’s were making him sound like a moron, but he couldn’t help himself. He wished he could just come out and ask the guy home.)
Just for you or uh a date or um, partner?
Brett heard the word and his head snapped up to stare into the dark green eyes of the young man. It was how he said ‘partner’ that made him look deeper into the face, as if there would be some sign, some signal to give him a hint, an indication if the guy was hitting on him or not.
Just me I guess, unless, uh…
(Damn, he was stuttering now and could feel his face turning red as he twisted his head away. There was no sign, but then what did he expect? He was being crazy to think that this 18 or 19 year old was hitting on him. The guy was obviously just doing his job, though he wished he could read him better. He could feel his body aching for a quick glance down, to check out the crotch. Despite that insane urge he could still feel the guy’s eyes on him, knowing that if he did glance he’d be seen.)
I’d say the rib eye then, might as well splurge on yourself, though if you uh, were having company… well the sirloin tip or even the top round would be good. Specially with uh, some fresh mushrooms and maybe fired onions.
Not the rib eye for two?
(He had no idea why he said that, or why it even mattered, but his interest was peaked. Why would the guy recommend an expensive cut for one, not for two?)
Well, I suppose if you knew them well, or something, but uh, if it was uh, I mean just uh, you know, casual thing, first meeting or uh… well… no reason I guess.
Brett stared at the guy who seemed to actually be shifting his stance from foot to foot, almost as if he was nervous. He felt a strange flicker inside as he stole a quick glance at the whole man. The quick look only showed him a well proportioned man, and perhaps a bit of a bulge but he didn’t let his eyes rest there, for fear of discovery but his own body certainly felt the tingle of excitement. Was he being hit on?
