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probably do that.  One kiss right on those full, impossibly beautiful lips.
    Just to scare him away, of course.  Just so that he'd stop looking at Mark like that.  Did Gavin even know what it could do to a man to be looked at with that hero worship?  The kid needed to learn to be careful, or he'd be eaten alive.
    How strange was it that he could be worried for the boy at the same time as he was making a plan to blatantly molest him.  Gavin brought out some very confusing, conflicting things in Mark, one of the many reasons he wanted him to just go away.
    “Hey, Gav, you coming?”  One of Star Crossed, the drummer, Mark thought, asked.  Everyone else was already heading for the limo that would take them to the suite at the hotel which had already been set up for the party that the band had pretty much every night after a concert.
    “He's coming,” Mark said firmly.  He and Drake tugged the young, slender man toward the limo, and he didn't resist.  Maybe he knew there wasn't much of a point, everyone wanted him there and was pretty determined that he be there.
    Mark settled into the limo, still wrapped around Gavin, who was still warm from his set.  Or maybe excitement, Mark wasn't too sure.  But he did frown at Drake, who was still wrapped around Gavin on the other side.
    It was strange, how possessive he was.  He didn't claim to even like this young man.  Why should it matter who wanted to touch him?
    A bottle of Crown Royal was already opened, and being passed around.  When it came to Gavin, the boy gulped at it, drinking down a significant amount.  Mark raised an eyebrow.  Interesting.  He might seem innocent, but the boy could drink.
    Still, if he drank like that for long enough, he would get drunk.  And that would make Mark's half-formed plan easier to carry out.  So he let the young man drink as much as he want, and took the bottle of hard booze, his lips wrapping around it, right where Gavin's had just been. 
    For some reason, that made his cock pulse in his pants, made him start to harden. 
    The limo carried them to the hotel, and as it did, as the alcohol kicked in and the warm, sexy man beside him continued to be damn close to irresistible, his plan seemed more and more like a good idea.
    It was time to show Gavin just how dangerous it could be to cross Mark, and he knew exactly how he was going to do that.
     

Chapter Three
     
    Gavin
     
    By the time they got to the hotel room, Gavin was already decidedly tipsy.  He had a pretty decent alcohol tolerance, but being so close to Mark was highly confusing and he dealt with it by drinking more.
    Somewhere along the line, Drake had peeled himself away from Gavin, so only Mark was there now, arm wrapped firmly around him.  It couldn't be affection, not only did they barely know each other but Mark clearly hated him.  So it felt like a trap.
    Gavin should have been more worried about that, but the Crown had a way of blunting all of the edges.  In the end, this was a dream come true for him.  He'd always been attracted to guys and he found Mark sexy as hell.
    When he was tugged over to a couch, when Mark sat down and then pulled Gavin into his lap, he went.  The little voice in his head that was warning him that there was no way Mark could have any good intentions toward him didn't matter.
    He barely even noticed as his band stared at him.  This wasn't how he acted normally, and even drunk, he knew it.  He just found it sort of funny, and he perched in Mark's lap and gazed around, checking the room out but very aware of Mark beneath him.
    The suite was gorgeous, probably the best the hotel had to offer.  For Gavin, his wealth was so new to him that it wouldn't occur to him to casually rent a place like this just for a party.  But that's what had happened. 
    It was catered, too, and there was plenty of alcohol of all different types everywhere.  Gavin snorted softly, looking at the girls, wondering if they were fans or maybe someone's