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to baby-sit
him today. The look he had given Rob had made heat sweep through his body. That
was the reason he was here, he admitted. This vacation was supposed to be all
about leaving the smothering cocoon of the small town where he was a swimming
coach and experiencing things he never had before. Things Robin couldn’t do
under the watchful eyes of the town. He just wasn’t sure he was ready for all
of Barretts Cross to know he was gay. And every single one of them would know
within half an hour of his first glance at another man. That was the beauty of
living in a small town. As much as he loved his home he knew they weren’t ready
to accept a gay swimming coach. The minute they learned about his sexual
preferences he could kiss his job goodbye. Just like Dominic York, an English
tutor, had last year. He had made the mistake of coming out and gradually lost
almost every one of his students until he had been forced to look elsewhere for
work.
    No.
    Coming out was not a good idea.
    But here, here he was free to look all he wanted. John
appeared as though he could show him all sorts of things and not one of them
could be described as “nice”. Delicious, hot, maybe even forbidden. That’s what
he wanted. He gulped down the last of his ice-cold drink in a vain attempt to
cool the fire the thoughts raised in his body. How was he going to tell John
that he wanted to do all the wicked things his eyes hinted at?
    “ Feashar math , Robin.”
    He turned quickly toward the gravelly masculine voice behind
him and had to grab the edge of the bar to steady himself. He shivered. John
could have been reciting a menu to him in that voice and it would still turn
him on.
    “Wha—” he cleared his throat and started again. “What did
you just say to me?”
    The eyes he had been dreaming about a few moments ago smiled
at him, warming from a winter to a summer sky as they swept over him.
    “I said good evenin’ but I should have added that you look eireachdail .
Handsome.”
    The short-sleeved, black silk T-shirt outlined every inch of
Robin’s chest and his tight jeans might as well have been painted on. There
were ragged holes ripped in the denim in strategic places. It was just the sort
of outfit he would never have worn at home lest he gave himself away. He almost
hadn’t worn it tonight. One glance, one word from this man and he forgot all
his reservations.
    “Uh… Thank you…was that Gaelic?”
    “Yes, but don’t be too impressed, those are just about the
only words I know. And I was taught them by an American friend to pick up guys.
Did they work?”
    Robin rolled his eyes and chuckled. “How’s your head?”
    John ran a hand through his strawberry-blond hair. “The
doctor said I’d be fine after a night in bed…”
    John’s eyes again drifted over his body in a slow, teasing
perusal and Rob’s voice quavered in reaction. “Bet you he also said no
alcohol.”
    “What can I say? I don’t follow orders very well.”
    His nipples tightened when John’s gaze lingered there,
pressing against the front of the silk shirt. What was it about this man
that made Rob want to do anything if he would just touch him? A warm,
ocean-scented breeze blew softly through the open front of the bar and caressed
his heated skin. Every cell in Robin’s body reached toward John, and he felt
himself leaning closer. Wondering what it would feel like to have John’s lips
on his, his arms around him. Wondering if he would… “Kiss me.” Rob pressed his
lips together and winced, Ah shit! Did I say that out loud? A blush
heated his cheeks as he watched a grin form on John’s face, his eyes twinkling
with amusement. Yep, I did.
    “Well then. It appears I owe the man who sold me this
aftershave an apology. It really does make me irresistible. And here I thought
he was comin’ on to me.”
    As John stepped closer to him, Rob caught scent of the
aftershave in question, a light, sandalwood fragrance. It smelled expensive.
“I,