“Shouldn’t you be out with your band mates?” Jason asked as he unfolded his menu.
Blaze didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pressed his full lips together into a thin line as Jason remembered kissing him while tasting his sweet, hot tongue. He bit back a groan just as Blaze answered. “They weren’t going anywhere I liked.”
“So are you sitting over here sulking for not getting your way?” The barb flew out so naturally, Jason didn’t even have time to think about it and instantly regretted his words.
Blaze recoiled for a moment but then held up his beer. “Does it look like I’m sulking?”
“Actually, it does. I figured you’d be out fucking the first available hole by now.”
Blaze’s mouth dropped open. “Sounds like you’re bitter that you can’t get a piece of me.”
“No. Just reminiscing. I knew you when you were a one hit wonder,” Jason said.
“I knew you back when you were being truthful about your sexuality.” Blaze threw out a barb of his own just to see if Jason would lose his cool.
Jason narrowed his eyes. “Well, flaunting it in everyone’s face only works well for you.”
The bright red spots on Blaze’s cheeks reminded Jason of when they used to make love, though now they were dark crimson from anger. Jason’s cock didn’t recognize the difference as it lengthened and pressed against his zipper.
As their waiter came toward them, Jason adjusted himself discreetly and moved in his chair to hide his erection. He stopped to take Jason’s order, which blocked him from seeing Blaze for a moment but when he left, those unforgettable aqua eyes were full of fire again.