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.Dropped his hand to cover Max s, Carl sucked at Max s lips. Beats me. I would love to, Max groaned and squeezed him a fraction harder as the man swelled under hishand.It felt good to just let go, throw off his shackles and be able to display his desires and passionsso openly with another man without the constant wall he ran into with Horatio.Once upon a time,this had been him and Horatio; so open and free with one another.But it could never be again, andMax missed it.Being with Carl gave him some of it back. You re a dirty boy, boss, Carl grinned and kissed him. Yeah, well, Max murmured, My proper self dissipated the day I opened a gay strip club. Right, Carl chuckled and kissed his neck. You were never proper.Max laughed softly, That s true.A low groan slipped out of Carl and leaned back. Customers. He left the stool as two menapproached the other end of the bar and sat down.Max watched him take their order, pass outfriendly smiles and chit-chat.He was a natural at dealing with the kind of men who frequented theclub; just friendly enough but not so much to give the impression they might get a turn at him.His cell vibrated on the top of the bar and he picked it up and looked at the I.D.display; Abel.Hesmiled and answered, Hey, babe.What you up to? His smile and good mood faded in an instant asAbel relayed the events of the afternoon to him in chilling detail. Oh my god, he whispered, feelingsick. Is he okay? Is Maddy okay?Abel assured him that Angel was going to be all right, and that Maddy was shaken up, but doingokay. I ll be right over, Max told him. When he s ready to go, I ll take Maddy home and stay withhim.Is Dane there? Yes, Abel told him, He s with Angel now. And Cole and Gabe? Max asked, Has anyone called them? I tried, Abel said, But I couldn t get through to either of them.They re not picking up.Max frowned. Well, I talked to Gabe just a short while ago.He s dealing with some personalstuff.He may have his phone turned off.I ll see if I can get through to Cole.But I ll be at the hospitalin a just few. Okay.We ll be here. Abel ended the call and Max closed his phone, face tight. Hospital? Carl had moved back down his way.Concern pinched his brow. What s going on? Angel s in the hospital, Max said with a strain to his voice.He slid off his stool. He wasassaulted in the restroom at the theater. What? Carl stared at him, shocked. Do they know who did it?Max stuffed his phone in his pocket. Yeah, he whispered, anger bubbling. One of thosefuckers who had him before.That friend of his stepbrothers. Shit, Carl rubbed his mouth. I thought they were in jail? Yeah, me too, Max said, But apparently he got out. Fuck, Carl breathed, Dane is gonna fucking lose it.Does he know yet?Max nodded, Yeah, he s already there, he sighed, I m going to head over there now.Can youlook after things for me till I get back? No problem, Carl said. Thanks. Max leaned across the bar and kissed him. We may have to postpone our date.I llhave to wait and see what s going on. Sure, I understand, Carl nodded, Take care of the boys first.We can go out anytime. I ll try not to take too long.Carl waved his hand absently. Take your time.I ve got it covered here. Thanks, Max smiled and winked, I owe you.Carl chuckled, I ll be lookin to collect just as soon as I get the chance.Laughing softly, Max nodded and left the club, his smile slowly fading as he walked out the frontdoors.Did the shit never stop for his boys?f&The midnight blue Sedan Deville rolled to a slow stop before the apartment building.Silencehung heavy inside the Cadillac and Gabe faced away from the driver, staring blankly at the structure. Gabriel Don t. Gabe whispered without looking at Clint. I don t care what happened.I expected noless with Quint in control.I don t blame anyone else. Tears formed as he thought about Angel; whathad Quint orchestrated? Had Angel been hurt& or worse? His throat knotted and he closed his eyes,fighting the emotion.He was afraid to turn his phone on, afraid of what might be waiting there forhim.He finally looked at Clint. Do you know what he did to Angel?Clint shook his head, No.I don t.Clearing his throat, Gabe looked away again then popped the door open. Thanks for the ride,he mumbled and got out. No problem, Clint whispered, his voice dull, empty.It had sickened every one of the men toviolate Gabe the way they had done.But Gabe meant what he said he didn t blame them.They had nochoice.This was all Quint s doing, and he was the only one at fault.Gabe closed the door and the car pulled away.He stood staring up at his apartment.He wantedto go home, back to Cole s place& back to Cole.But though Cole knew nothing of his activities, hestill felt like he was no longer welcome there.Like he didn t have a right to call it home anymore.Even if he d been given no choice, he had still betrayed Cole, whether or not the man knew it.Back inside his own apartment, Gabe walked straight to the bedroom.He could still smellQuint s cologne faintly in the air, drifting up off the bed linen
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