As soon as he and Rio walked into Duffy’s, Lex wondered if this had been such a good idea. Memories of the previous night spent here with Trent and his ill-fated decision to kiss the guy washed over him. To make matters worse, Rio led him to the very table where Lex and Trent had arm wrestled.
“This okay?” the man asked, breaking into Lex’s reverie.
“Uh, yeah, sure,” the cowboy responded.
They sat and ordered drinks from the same waitress who’d served him the previous night. Déjà vu…almost. Except this time he was with Rio and he was sober.
“You okay?” Rio asked after the waitress had left. “Ya look like somethin’s botherin’ you.”
“No, I’m fine,” Lex answered, trying to shake the disturbing recollections from his mind and concentrate on the handsome man sitting opposite him.
“It’
