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Gambling Men [MultiFormat]
eBook by Amy Lane

eBook Category: Gay Fiction/Romance
eBook Description: Quent Jackson has followed Jason Spade's every move in business and in poker since their first day as college freshmen. Eight years later, when Jace finally decides Quent is the one man he can't live without, he sees no reason for that to change. But as much as Jace believes that poker is life, no one gave Quent the same playbook. After their first passionate night, the real game of love and trust begins, and Jace has been playing alone too long to make teaching the rules easy. Jace only speaks two languages: one of them is sex, and the other one is poker. Between the two, he needs to find a way to convince himself to take a chance on love--and Quent to take a chance on him. It's a lucky thing they're good at reading the odds, because they're playing for keeps, and this is one high-stakes relationship that's definitely worth the gamble.

eBook Publisher: Dreamspinner Press/Dreamspinner Press, Published: 2012, 2012
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2012

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... How to Deal ...

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"McDonald's? Really, Jace?"

Jason Spade looked up at his business partner, old frat buddy, and best friend, trying to keep his face impassive. "I like McDonald's."

Quent Jackson was looking good today--dark hair cut to part on the side, neatly trimmed goatee framing almost ridiculously full lips. Of course, Quent looked good every day. Quent had even looked good when they were both college freshmen, rooming together, before the goatee or the expensively cut hair or the natty suits, and even before the acne had cleared up. Something about Quentin's brown eyes and open smile had always looked good to Jace. It was why he'd maneuvered their room assignments in college and asked Quent to partner with him in their day trading company. It wasn't because Quentin was a shark--he was good enough at his job, and he certainly held his own--but because Quentin was a mammal. A warm-blooded, friendly, sweet-tempered fox who could get his own dinner but who knew how to curl up in a nest.

When they'd roomed together in college, he'd always made their dorm room home.

"We usually eat sushi," Quent was saying now with a lift of his naturally skeptical eyebrow. Quent didn't seem to believe the obvious things--or the things Jace thought should be obvious--and that bothered Jace.

Right now, it was bothering him a lot.

"Sometimes," Jace grunted, not wanting to put it into words, "sometimes, french fries are better than sushi."

"So I got McDonald's for the french fries?" Again, that skeptical eyebrow.



Jace swallowed. Damn Quentin. Damn him for needing words.

"French fries are like blow jobs," he said shortly, and he had to give it to Quent. He didn't blush or anything. His eyes got big, and he paused with a ketchup-smothered fry on the way to his mouth, but he didn't blush.

But his swallow was audible. "Elaborate."

Jace scowled. "Sometimes, the meal is the burger and the french fries are a prelude, right?"


"Sometimes, you eat the fries, and they're good, but what you really want is the meat, right?"


"But sometimes...." Jace took a deep breath and then brought a crackling, crisp, salty, slick, tangy little stick of heaven to his mouth and chewed, closing his eyes and letting the fry slide down his gullet, almost shuddering in ecstasy. "Sometimes, the fry alone is all you need. It's the whole meal, first course, last course, beginning to end. Sometimes, the french fry is all you need and all you ever fucking want."

Quent grinned at him, looking pleased by the analogy. "Well, Jace, I'll think about that the next time I'm getting a blow job!"

Jace tried not to sigh.

Quentin grinned. He liked the idea. But he didn't blush.

"Well, it's not going happen tonight," Jace said, the thought almost consoling him. "Tonight, we've got racquetball."

Quent rolled his eyes. "Another chance for you to kick my ass in something. Fabulous."

"I do my best."

Yup. Jace was going to have to wait for the blush.

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