The coolness of Hudson's response was nearly maddening. You're in charge, he'd said. Don Juan wasn't used to being in charge, at least not in groups of other men. He went with the flow: accepted any suggestions; tried things because they were pressed into his hands; followed blindly when someone grinned and said trust me. Now he was in charge, which meant he was going to have to figure out what he wanted. His insides tingled. He hadn't thought about it yet tonight. He'd been driven by things he didn't want. Didn't want to leave without Hudson. Didn't want to share his company with a crowded party. Didn't want to introduce him to anyone who might prove embarrassing. Didn't want to make a bad impression.
He did know what he wanted, though he hadn't admitted it to himself until now. Whatever strikes your fancy, Hudson had said.
"You do," Don Juan said, his voice clear but quiet. He watched carefully for the other man's reaction.
He did know what he wanted, though he hadn't admitted it to himself until now. Whatever strikes your fancy, Hudson had said.
"You do," Don Juan said, his voice clear but quiet. He watched carefully for the other man's reaction.
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