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Reckless Heart
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Reckless Heart
Copyright © July 2010 by Amanda Young
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Chapter One
“I don‟t know about this.” Milo Santiago peered around the edge of the servers‟
station and stole a peek at the enigmatic brunet seated at table four. “What if I hit
on the dude and he‟s a raging, homophobic prick who complains to the manager?
This job sucks ass, but I don‟t want to lose it over something stupid.” His older
brother, Dante, would skin him alive if he was fired. Ever since Milo had moved in
the previous April, Dante seemed to feel like it was his life‟s mission to make sure
Milo was walking a straight and narrow pathhowever that translated for a bent
eighteen-year-old.
Fellow waiter Danny Noonan shook the foam off the rim of a glass of soda he
was pouring from the drink fountain and grinned at Milo. “The dude‟s a pillow biter;
I‟d bet my ass on it.”
Milo let his gaze travel down to Danny‟s khaki-covered ass, then gave his
coworker the best sleazy leer he could manage. “Oh you would, would you?”
“Shut up.” Danny used his free hand to lightly shove Milo‟s shoulder. “You
know what I mean.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Milo rolled his eyes. Just because Danny was straight didn‟t
mean Milo had to quit dreaming. With his spiky blond hair and pretty cornflower
blue eyes, Danny would have made the perfect little twink. If only he was willing to
bend over…
“All right.” Milo leaned against the counter and crossed his arms over his
chest. “If I go over there and make an ass of myself, what‟s in it for me?”
“How about pride and a sense of accomplishment? Or a hot datenot that I
actually think you‟ll manage to get anywhere.”
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Milo snorted. The guy sitting alone at table four was so far out of his league. It
wasn‟t as if Milo didn‟t know his own worthafter all, he was young, fit, and hung.
However, he was also bright enough to recognize money, whether it was folded in
his pocket or striding in the door of the little mom-and-pop-style restaurant where
he slung drinks and chow for minimum wage plus tips. Milo‟s entire wardrobe, from
birth until that very moment, probably hadn‟t cost as much as the swanky clothes
on the customer‟s back. Heads had turned when the man entered the restaurant,
but Milo felt sure none of them were as captivated by the man as he was.
Dressed in solid black, the stranger exuded poise and grace in a way Milo
feared he‟d never be able to pull off without looking like a little kid trying to play
grown-up. The cut of his shirt and slacks was impeccable; the black dress shirt
gaped open at the man‟s throat and hung just right off his wide shoulders, while the
slacks hugged trim hips and thick thighs like they were made specifically for him.
For all Milo knew, they had been.
He might not have been able to name a single designer label, but that didn‟t
mean he couldn‟t recognize quality when he saw it.
Danny filled a second glass with clear, fizzy liquid and set it on a serving tray.
“So what do you want?”
Milo peeked around the corner again, watched Mr. Moneybags sip his sweet
tea, then returned his attention to Danny. Why would such a handsome man have
to dine alone? Milo would have remembered someone so attractive if he‟d seen him
before. Surely the man was either new in town or just passing through. Given Milo‟s
luck, it was probably the latter. For the last six months, it had seemed as if
everything he wanted was just out of his reach.
He glanced back at Danny. “I‟ll take a fifth.”
“Okay.”
“Of the good stuff,” Milo clarified. There was no way he was doing this for some
nasty, cheap-ass liquor.
“You‟ve got it.” Danny paused. “If he says yes…”
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