From his silver sports car parked near the chiropractor's office, Tanner witnessed the passionate kiss his two new obsessions shared.
It left him equally annoyed and hard.
He'd been waiting for Paul to leave his office to see if he could catch him in a weak moment and talk him into a quick suck and f**k. Hell, it worked once with Ace; Paul couldn't be that much different. Blowjobs were like Tanner's calling card -- a friendly sample of his skills. It was really only polite to accept once offered.
Instead, it appeared that the two secret lovebirds had made up. Both their faces had the blissed-out look of the freshly f****d.
That sucked. And not in a good way.
But that didn't mean he'd lost. He didn't lose. Didn't believe in it.
Losing was giving up. And he didn't like to give up when
