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and nodded at himself decisively before moving to gather his things together. He should go out to a club and try to see if he could find someone, some man , to flirt with. Far from feeling like he could impress Jesse with how sexy he had become, he felt about as worn out and deep in the closet as his mom’s fur coat. He needed all the practice he could get.

Chapter Two
     
    “Oh, no, he didn’t!” Abraham Golden exclaimed, barely pausing in his application of the colorant as he gave his customer a nudge. “He did not have you pick him up from his boy toy’s house!”
    He watched in the mirror as Kim, one of Golden Shears’ most loyal, and frequent, customers, gave him an immaculately arched brow over an evil grin. “Oh yes, he did. Granted, he had no idea that the little twerp would lock him out. Without his keys and wallet.” She blew out of the corner of her mouth at a strand of hair, and Abe deftly caught it with a finger, clipping it out of the way, as he waited for her to continue. “All he had was his iPhone and his pants. I have a feeling that if he’d had at least a shirt, he would’ve called the car service. But I imagine that he thought I’d be more discreet.”
    Abe caught his tongue between his teeth as he gave Kim a wink in the mirror. “He so doesn’t know you, does he?” He finished the last section on auto-pilot, segmenting her hair and brushing on the gel while his mind was on Kim’s yummy boss, Geoffrey Radcliffe, who apparently occasionally took a walk on the cock side. He frowned as something occurred to him.
    “Wait, so if his little friend had locked him out, how did you know…?”
    “That he was a he? That’s the best part.” Kim turned clear around in her chair, her dark eyes snapping with delight.
    Abe leaned forward in anticipation of the climax, stripping the gloves off his hands and making a blind toss to the trash can.
    “Just as I pull up and Geoff is coming toward the car, the guy comes out of the house with nothing but underwear on and starts screaming all sorts of clichéd things at him, about how he was lousy in bed, a skanky cheat on the down-low, that he should go back to his mama.” Kim paused as Abe choked on a laugh. “Oh, it gets better. Then he starts throwing all Geoff’s things out on the lawn and yelled to me that if I was Jesse, I was welcome to him, and ended by screaming at Geoff, ‘Call me Jesse while you fuck me? Fuck you!’ What a scene! It was fantastic.”
    Abe was rapt, his mouth ajar. Now this was the best dish he’d had in months. “Oops! Yeah, gotta keep those names straight. Okay, so who’s Jesse, the girlfriend?”
    Kim turned back to the mirror with a giggle. “Nope. He hasn’t seen anyone since the divorce that I’ve known of. And I would know,” she added confidently. “No, apparently Jesse is his first love… his first guy .” She waggled her eyebrows meaningfully.
    “He told you this? Boy, when he comes out, he shares all the way.” Abe finished wrapping her head and covered it with a towel before spinning the chair next to Kim around and perching on it. He really needed to get back to the office while her color set, but this was way too juicy a conversation to walk away from.
    “He didn’t have to tell me. Just last week, Friday, he got an e-mail message from the guy. Jesse Sullivan. Let’s see.” She mentally searched the dead-on memory for detail that made her an excellent assistant. “He couldn’t believe it had been over twenty years since they ‘went their separate ways’.” She used her index fingers for quotes. “He just went through a divorce. He said that he was going to be home for the holidays and really wanted to see Geoff. Oh, and he mentioned that he’d be staying in a hotel. It’s gotta be him. I’ve been doing Geoff’s Christmas shopping and cards for him for over ten years. There is no other Jesse in his life.”
    “Huh, over twenty years ago, so high school or college age? And you’ve been