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Old Dog, New Tricks	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 4 � Dinner
Proposal

Coop closed the file folder and prepared to drop it on Don�s
desk and return to his empty hotel room.

�Hey,� Don said at his shoulder, making him jump.

�You always did move quiet,� Coop said wryly, and held up
the folder for Don to take.

Don took it from his hand but, instead of moving away and
ending Coop�s embarrassing evening, Don said, �Wanna get dinner?� Will and I are going out.�

Coop raised his eyebrows, confused.

�Look,� Don said uncomfortably.� �It�s been ages since I�ve seen you and� � I think you�ll like Will, once you�ve
gotten to know him.� It�d be a shame for
you to just � go without at least a beer with an old partner.�

Coop shrugged and forced himself to answer casually, �Sure,
why not?� Man�s gotta eat.�

Will came up behind Don and put a hand on his shoulder.� �Ocean Avenue, you think?�� Will asked Don.

Don�s eyes widened.

Will turned to Coop.�
�You like raw oysters?�

�Yeah,� Coop said, unsure why Don was giving Will an odd
look.

�Great,� Will said.�
�We�ll meet you there.��

He gave Coop an address in Santa Monica.� At least it wasn�t far from his hotel, so
that he could go there and hide afterwards.

�Ride with me,� Will said to Don.� �I�ll drop you off in the morning.�

�Okay,� Don said slowly and they moved away.

Coop rubbed his cheek, tired by the vast array of emotions
he�d experienced in the last hour.�
Settling on baffled as the emotion for the moment, he grabbed his jacket
and headed for the elevator.�

During the drive over to the restaurant, Coop was again
unable to restrain his imagination.� He remembered
the hand that Will had put on Don�s shoulder.�
He pictured Will pulling Don close, Don pressing back against Will�s
long body, Will�s hands on Don�s hips as they swayed together.�� Then he imagined both men naked, with Will�s
cock inside Don�s ass, Don�s cock bobbing against his stomach as they danced to
some unheard music.�

Coop slammed on the brakes and barely avoided side-swiping a
merging truck.� He swore under his
breath, but the adrenaline now pumping through his veins did nothing to cool
his raging libido.� He felt a deep groin-ache
of envy for the man who�d first split Don�s ass cheeks, first slid his finger
into that tight virgin hole, first pressed the thick head of his cock against
that puckered opening.� He wondered if
that first man had taken it slow or whether Don had wanted it fast, like
tearing off a bandage.� It was probably
Will � another reason to dislike the smug bastard.� The smug hot
bastard.� Had Will�s offer been only a
test?� Or maybe Coop would someday get
those superior lips wrapped around his cock?�
Yank that smooth, black hair as Will�s clever tongue teased his most
sensitive spots?

Coop groaned out loud.�
At this rate, he was going to need to go straight to the restaurant�s
bathroom and jerk off again.� He never
thought he�d find a man as sexy on first sight as Don Eppes, but he had.� Too bad that Will was a top, because, god,
he�d love to tap that ass.� Will had
given him several good looks at his ass, almost as if he enjoyed tormenting him
with what he couldn�t have.�

Dinner was going to be a long meal.

For the last few minutes of the drive, Coop forced himself
to relax, think body-calming thoughts.�
By the time he pulled into the parking lot at the restaurant, he had
himself mostly under control.� Don and
Will were waiting outside the restaurant, leaning against a black SUV that all
office-bound feds seemed to drive.��
They�d probably taken a known-only-to-locals route.

Coop parked his car and got out, plastering a smile on his
face.� Will and Don moved towards the
restaurant door, but only after exchanging a meaningful look that Coop couldn�t
interpret.� It was probably a �Don�t talk
about it� reminder.

They got a table away from the bar and Will and Don
consulted over the menu while Coop looked around.� It was a nice place, tons nicer than the
places he�d eaten with Don when they worked together.� It even had a view of the ocean.� Coop tried to relax and enjoy the
atmosphere.� Too bad that the company was
a minefield.�

�Two dozen, you think?��
Will asked Don.�

�I�m feeling hungry,� Don grinned, with more humor than
seemed to be necessary for the comment.

�Oh, you are, are you?��
Will responded with equally innappropriate amusement.

Don turned to Coop.�
�We were thinking about ordering the oyster sampler but upping it to two
dozen.�

�You guys like your oysters,� Coop said with bemusement.

�You have no idea,� Will laughed.

Coop raised his eyebrows as the waiter arrived to take their
order.� They ordered than made small talk
while they waited for their draft microbrews to arrive.� Coop was usually a Bud drinker, but he wasn�t
going to look like a hick before these two.�
It didn�t matter that Don had already seen him at his grungiest worst.

Once they had their beers in front of them, tasted and
commented on them, Will cleared his throat.�
He gave Don a raised eyebrow and Don nodded.

Will set down his beer and leaned forward.� �So, Billy, how long have you wanted Don?�

Coop stopped with his beer mug halfway to his mouth.� �Do we have to talk about that?�

Will simply waited and Coop sighed.� They�d get past this and on to sports or
killing people or something.�

�Since the first day,� Coop admitted.� �He was so gung-ho and passionate.� Then I noticed his ass.�

Will grinned.� �Yeah,
worth noticing.�

Coop nodded in firm agreement and took a sip of his beer.

�Looks like it took you two minutes to want Will,� Don said
breezily.

Coop managed to swallow his beer before stammering a
denial.� Will must have told Don that
Coop had come on to him, not the other way around.

�Don�t try to say you don�t want him,� Don said with a
smile.� �You looked at Will the same way
you used to look at a fugitive that you�d spotted across the way.� Wanting to rush over, but knowing that you
had to be subtle.� I can see right through
you being �subtle.��

Coop�s face turned red.�
Yes, he wanted both of them, but did they have to rub his face in
it?� �Damn, Eppes, your boyfriend is
wearing off on you � you�ve always been a bastard but now you�ve turned
downright cruel.�

Coop took a big swig of his beer in preparation for slamming
the mug back to the table and storming out.

�Okay,� Don said ruefully, �We are being a little cruel, but
it�s too weird to just come out and ask an old friend if he wants to do a
three-way.�

Coop spit his beer all over the table.
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