“Look.” The brunette slid smoothly in front of Derek and just held a hand to his chest, green eyes sparkling. “I'll let go of the shirt

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issue, let you off, if you agree to let me show you around. Since you're obviously not from around here.” Derek paused for a second

before eying the other man. “And you are?” “Sebastian Smythe.” “You?” “Derek Seigerson.” Sebastian grinned. “Pleasure.” And the way that it

sounded like a purr should have been the first hint for Derek to turn tail and run, but he didn't.