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His eyes rolled back in his head. That smell…He’d know the scent of his mate anywhere. Opening his eyes again, he quickly scanned the crowd. There, near the back of the room, talking to his best friend, Derek, stood the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Nodding and forcing a smile, Rhys made his way through the crowd, eager to get to the little man. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Rhys walked up beside Derek. “Hey, D. What’s up?” Derek took one look at Rhys’s eyes and grinned. They’d turned black as coal the moment the scent of his mate reached him. Derek looked around, wondering who…and then he saw where Rhys’s eyes were focused. “Rhys, this is Matthew Barnes. Matt, this is Rhys Sheppard, tonight’s star.” Rhys held his hand out for the smaller man, hiding the eagerness to touch him behind a cool mask. He didn’t want to scare the man away after just having found him. Matt took Rhys’s Ankara escort hand, almost shyly, for he’d been watching Rhys since he walked in the door. Would it be too much to hope for that the man be gay like him? Judging by the lightning that had just raced up his arm, he just might get his wish. He felt his own eyes go lupine as he looked the bigger man over. My mate…It took everything Matt had to not jump him right there in front of everyone. The roaring in his ears softened and he realized Rhys was speaking to him. “How do you know Derek?” He wanted to know. “Oh, we used to live beside each other when we were kids. My family moved away, but I’m back. I ran into Derek the other day and he told me about your art show, so I thought I would come check it out.” Rhys nodded, taking two glasses of champagne from a passing waitress, handing one to Matt. “I live beside Ankara escort bayan Derek now. Maybe it’s your old house. You are welcome to come by and see it. I’ve done some remodeling lately and you’d probably be surprised by the changes.” Matt smiled, taking a drink of his champagne. “I’d really like that. Thank you for the offer. Is any particular day better for you? I wouldn’t want to disturb you or anything.” Derek looked between them, shook his head and politely excused himself. Rhys stepped a little closer to Matt, but not too close than was publicly decent. “Do you know who I am?” He growled. “Y-yes. You’re my mate.” Matt answered. Rhys nodded, almost shaking with the need to claim Matt. If he didn’t leave with the smaller man soon, he was in serious danger of exposing them all. “I will be able to leave in an hour, I want you to come home with me.” Rhys Escort Ankara said through clenched teeth. “Yes.” He tried breathing through his mouth but that didn’t help. Now he could almost taste Matt on his tongue. The next hour would be hell and he knew it. Finally it was time to leave and Rhys and Matt walked outside. “Where’s your car, Matthew?” Matt just shook his head. “I didn’t drive. I wasn’t sure where I was going, so I just took a cab.” Rhys smiled, and took Matt’s hand, leading him towards his own car. As soon as they reached the car, Rhys looked around, then pressed Matt up against the car, chest to chest, hips to hips. Matt was stunned…and delighted. He’d been waiting for this moment. He was dying for the taste of his mate. Matt’s hands clenched in the lapels of Rhys’s coat as their mouths met, hungrily. Both moaned deep in their chests at the taste of the other. Their tongues dueled, their mouths attacking each other. Rhys pulled back, breathing like he’d just run a marathon. “You taste even better than I imagined. Come on, let’s go home.” Matt nodded, stunned and breathing hard. He was beyond speech. They climbed into Rhys’s car and headed toward Matt’s old neighborhood.

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