Meat Market

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The rest of Ray's classes had gone by flawlessly-- minus the fact Ryan was hitting on him every chance he got. Ray walked out of the building and around the backside to the parking lot. A hand grabbed his shoulder and pinned him up against the wall. Ryan.

"You're trying to play hard-to-get, huh? Well, I see right through your little facade. It's not gonna work on me so you might as well just give up, honey."

Ray noted how incredibly close they were. He could see Ryan's crystal blue eyes and soft pink lips. So kissable, he thought. No no no. His eyes traced the mad king's frame. Well built yet slender. Ray liked that.

"Ryan." Joel's voice rang clear. Ray ducked from under his captor and made his way to the car. From a distance he could see Joel and some guy he'd never met approaching Ryan.

"What the hell was that?"  "Just trying to get some fresh meat," Ryan shrugged off. He turned to walk away but Joel grabbed his shoulder and shoved him against the wall. "Back. Off," he said through gritted teeth. "Joel," Jack called from behind him. Ryan shoved Joel back. "What's it to you?" "Ryan," Jack said. They ignored him. "You can't just treat every guy you see like a they're nothing but ass and dick!"

They were talking loud enough that Ray could hear them from his car. Why did Joel even care what happened to him anyways?

"Don't tell me you actually CARE about him! A few months ago you would've been right with me inhaling all the fresh ass. Besides, if he's that fucking important to you just date him. Maybe then I'll back off. As long as he's fair game, I'm going for it."  Ryan walked away, leaving Joel and Jack standing there.

Ray was still sitting in his car, keys in hand. He was processing what had just happened. Did Joel-- like him?

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