Blank Canvas (Irons and Works, #2)

by E.M. Lindsey

Sam: Yoga, Saturday, 9am, Rose Garden Park. Be there or b²

If he’s not gay, I’m willing to bet he’s at least some flavor of the acronym. You’re probably safe assuming he’s not hetero.”

“Hey man. I love your place.” Will nodded. “Thanks.” The word was clipped, and Niko was impressed with his ability to say fuck you in such a polite way.

“You know what’s more pathetic than being at a couple’s resort with my gym-buddy? Staying at a couple’s resort alone

I really like you. As in three little words like you that are way too soon to say.”

“Hey, there. Come here often?” Niko asked. Sam laughed. “Only when I can. I’m into the ambiance. And I heard the owner is smoking hot.”

“Are you flirting with me?” Sam demanded. “I have a boyfriend, you know. Viciously jealous, mean right hook. He learned his moves in a hockey rink.”