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Curious Intimacies

ISBN 9781419918032

Edited by Briana St. James

Cover art by Syneca.

Electronic book Publication September 2008

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C URIOUS I NTIMACIES

Anne Douglas

Chapter One

“Kiss me.”

Shane whipped around so fast from where he stood at the kitchen bench that he

slipped on the tile floor and landed hard on his ass. His short trip left him sitting on the

floor feeling bewildered. Looking up at his best friend—his moderately tall, dark-

haired, handsome and very straight best friend—Shane was damn near close to

hyperventilating. “What did you say?” He really must have been tuned out. Shane

would swear he had just heard Jason ask to be kissed—by him. Shane.

“Kiss me.” Jason shrugged and reached out a hand, easily pulling Shane upright

with one tug. “Actually I want you to do more than just kiss me, but I thought a kiss

would be a good place to start.”

Shane opened his mouth to question Jason again but couldn’t decide on what to

say, so shut it again with a snap. He took a seat at the kitchen table then attempted to at

least make some sort of noise in reply to Jason’s question. But his mouth flailed and

gaped instead of making actual words.

“Nice fish impression, Shane.” Jason wore his best shit-eating grin. “Wow… I think

this is the first time I’ve ever managed to render you speechless.”

“Well, you smug bastard, it’s not every day your straight best friend comes up to

you and asks you to pucker up. What the hell’s up with that?” The question was

followed up with Shane’s signature sarcastically cocked brow, but dropped back with

concern as his friend collapsed back on himself a little with a sigh.

“Okay, here’s the deal…” Jason’s voice drifted off a little, and Shane silently

watched as Jason tried to work his way around whatever it was he was trying to say.

“You’ve always been up front with me that you’re gay—and I don’t care one way or the

Curious Intimacies

other if you’re gay, straight or like to get it on with purple dinosaurs—but lately I’ve

been having second thoughts on the strictly straight deal.”

“Are you trying to tell me you’re gay?” Shane didn’t believe him for a moment—

curious maybe, but gay? No way.

“No…maybe a little bi though.” Shane got caught up in Jason’s eyes as his look

pleaded with him to understand, as if Shane might think he was a freak.

“A little bisexual? I hate to tell you this, Jase, but you either like to get your groove

on with guys as well as girls, or you don’t.”

Jason frowned at this statement. “I know that, you idiot, why do you think I wanted

you to kiss me?” He rubbed at the frown with his fingertips, but the confusion was still

there when he looked up again. “I need to know if a guy does it for me or not.”

Shane stood up then turned back to the bench to clean up the mess he’d made—he

needed some space to think for a minute. “Okay, spit it out, Jason. I feel like I’ve walked

into a conversation halfway through—what’s the deal?”

The heavy sigh from behind him spoke volumes about how twisted up Jason felt,

even if he had been joking around a moment before. “All right, can we grab a beer and

sit on the couch? This might take a while.”

“Sure. Grab a bag of chips, will ya? I’ll grab some beer.” Shane grabbed for a towel

and dried his hands, then headed toward the fridge. He opened the door, enjoying the

cool breeze that fanned out, and grabbed out a six-pack. Hell, grab two. He had a funny

feeling tonight might be more than a three-beer night.

Jason yanked open the bag of chips, then burrowed back into the couch and

wondered if he could screw everything up more than he already had.

Kiss me. My god, what sort of harebrained idea was that? If Shane had said the same

thing to him he would have fallen flat on his ass too.

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