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BOOK: Close the Distance

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Edwin shrugged. “But you know my first name, and trust me, you have to know who I am. I’m pretty well-known, and pretty recognisable.”

Just as Gib started to confess that he didn’t watch much TV—especially news—a woman walked up to Edwin, squealing.

“Oh my God, you’re Edwin Masters. I can’t believe you’re here. I think you’re the best reporter ever.” She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tight.

Edwin gave her a quick pat on the back before he eased her away. “Thanks. Would you like my friend to take a picture of us?”

“Oh my God, yes.”

She handed Gib her phone, and he framed them up on the screen. The woman was obviously drunk, her smile bright and slightly crazy as she leaned against Edwin. He focused on Edwin, whose smile seemed rather intimate, but maybe Gib was seeing things he wanted to see in Edwin’s face.

He had no idea why he’d want to see something like that. Shaking his head, he tapped the button to snap the picture. Once it was done, he handed the phone back to her.

“Thank you so much. I’m so glad you got out of that hostage situation in whatever country that was. I was so worried.” She bounced, and Gib worried her large breasts would blacken her eyes.

“We were all worried, but things worked out okay.” Edwin was gracious, but even Gib could tell he was getting annoyed with the woman. “How about I buy you and your friend a drink?”

Edwin gestured over where a guy sat, pouting in a corner booth. The woman looked over at the man like she’d totally forgotten he was there.

“Oh thanks. That would be awesome.” She clapped her hands, and ordered drinks for them both.

Gib quickly poured them, then handed them to her. “I bet it was like your ultimate dream to meet Mr Masters, but he’s probably trying to relax and everything, so maybe you should let him get back to his drink. I bet your boyfriend over there would like his own drink and to spend some time with a beautiful lady like you.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Mr Masters. I didn’t even think about it. I was just excited and shocked to see you here.” She patted Edwin’s arm. “I’ll let you get back to whatever you were doing.”

Edwin and Gib watched her weave her way back to the guy, who greeted her with a scowl. Gib met Edwin’s gaze, and shrugged.

“Sorry about that.” Edwin grimaced. “I get that a lot, though usually only when I’m home. Anywhere else in the world, they’re pretty good about giving me my privacy.”

Gib bit his lip, then decided just to confess. “Man, I’m sorry, but I still don’t have a clue who you are. I gather you’re some kind of reporter. I don’t watch TV that much, and hardly ever any news. All that shit’s too depressing, I can’t deal with it.”

Edwin chuckled. “I sort of guessed you might not know me when you didn’t react at all the first time you saw me. I’m the Middle East correspondent of one of the networks—a big deal to news junkies.”

“Well, excuse me, Mr Hotshot. Then I guess there won’t be a problem going back to your hotel tonight. I usually provide the room, but it’s being used.”

He assumed Jake would’ve mentioned the arrangement to Edwin. The man nodded.

“Yes, and going back to my room is fine, since it’s right here in the Meliá.”

“Really? How’d you get so lucky as to snag a room here? It’s been full for weeks because of this convention we’re having this weekend.” He wandered away to fill a drink order, than wandered back to prop his hands on his side of the bar.

Edwin looked left, then right before he leaned closer to Gib. “A friend of mine got me a suite here because I didn’t know I was coming to Atlanta until the very last minute. He has some pull in the city.”

Gib could just guess what kind of pull Edwin’s friend had. Edwin struck him as the kind of guy who knew powerful people in all walks of life. He studied Edwin’s face, finding the faint crows’ feet around the corners of Edwin’s bright hazel eyes attractive in a way he’d never found them on any other man before.

Edwin’s dark hair was cut short, and gave him an air of distinguished elegance. The men Gib slept with were older than him, but none of them show any signs of aging. It was like they fought against getting old, and one way they got their ‘youth’ back was by fucking a younger man. Yet something told Gib it wasn’t that way with Edwin.

“Why are you looking to hook up with me? You’re handsome, famous and probably well-off because I don’t come cheap.” Gib snorted at his words. “Literally and figuratively.”

“I just got in town after having spent most of the last year in the Middle East. I could find some company for a night or two, but it wasn’t something I could advertise for. And for the last eight months I haven’t had any release that involved another person.” Edwin shrugged. “I’m looking for a little company for a night or two to remember what it feels like to have another person in a bed for a change.”

Gib pursed his lips, and smiled inside at the way Edwin’s gaze dropped to Gib’s mouth. He stuck out his tongue to wet them. Edwin’s eyes dilated with desire.

“Oh okay, I guess that makes sense.” Gib glanced over at Isaac. “I have to get back to work. Can I have your room number?”

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