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book."
    "What?" Ty barked out a laugh. "You? Need
    advice on how to get someone to like you? Now I
    have heard everything."
    "Ty …"
    "Sorry, but this is just too much. I never thought
    I'd see the day when you needed a guide book to
    help you win a man."
    "Look, I feel dumb enough about this as it is," he
    said, feeling defensive. "I'd appreciate it if you'd
    just back off, all right?"
    "Okay, Ash. I'm sorry." Ty giggled a few more
    times before his laugher died off on the other end
    of the phone. He hiccupped a couple of times
    before he could pull himself together. "So, tell me
    about this book."
    "Never mind. Just go and have fun. I'll see you
    at the shop tomorrow."
    "No, I'm serious. I want to help."
    Ash swore he could hear his best friend's smile
    through the connection, but he decided to go ahead
    and tell Ty everything anyway.
    "You know that advice guy who writes for
    OutLoud Magazine ? Valentine?"
    "The 'online wingman'?" Ty laughed. "The Dear
    Abby of the gay community?"
    "Yeah, that guy. Well, he claims to be a gay guy,
    but no one actually knows who he is. Could be
    some sixty-year-old, straight, retired school
    teacher named Molly for all we know."
    Ty snorted. "Okay. So, what about him? Or
    her?"
    "Well, he's written a series of dating books to
    go along with his column. The one I have is called
    The Party Boy's Guide to Dating a Geek . I think
    it's really going to help—assuming I can make
    heads or tails of this stuff."
    "What kind of stuff?"
    "Well, for one thing, what kind of movie series
    starts with the fourth movie, releases two more,
    then waits over fifteen years to release the first
    movie? And do I need to see them all in order?
    Who the hell thinks of this crap? Why would
    anyone bother seeing the first three if the others
    were going to come out?"
    "Uh, yeah. Good luck with that." Tyson's
    chuckle drifted over the phone. "Well, sounds like
    you've got your hands full. Go rent the movies.
    That may help. I'll see you tomorrow."
    "Yeah, thanks a lot," Ash grumbled even as he
    added them to his Netflix queue.
    "Oh, and Ash? Live long and prosper." Ash
    could hear Ty still laughing as he hung up.
    "Way to have my back, buddy," Ash said to the
    phone. He flipped through the rest of the book, not
    understanding much of it. He didn't get the
    references or the humor of most of it. One thing
    that did make sense was that he needed to get Fee's
    contact information as soon as possible. Getting
    digits was something he knew about doing. He had
    a jar full of cocktail napkins, business cards, and
    scraps of paper in his room. If he wanted a booty
    call, he could cover his eyes, reach in, and pull out
    the phone number of a ready, willing hot body.
    But the hot body he wanted belonged to
    someone who didn't seem to be very willing. Yet.
    Since the book was putting him to sleep, he picked
    up the phone and dialed his brother's number.
    "Ash? Everything okay?"
    "Fine, why?"
    "I just figured you'd be a couple of drinks in
    already. Slow night?"
    "Thanks for the vote of confidence, bro. I'm not
    that bad."
    "Okay, Ash. If you say so."
    Ash's knuckles hurt from gripping the phone a
    little tighter. Did everyone see him as this flighty
    airhead with nothing more on his mind than the
    next drink? No wonder Fee had turned him down.
    "Sorry to disappoint you. I'm having a quiet
    evening at home reading, if you must know."
    " You're reading?"
    "Why is everyone so shocked to hear me say I'm
    reading? It is a skill I picked up somewhere
    around first grade, you know."
    "Hey, calm down. I'm just surprised, that's all. I
    don't think I've seen you pick up a book that wasn't
    required reading since middle school." Jack did
    have a point. Reading was not something Ash ever
    did for fun.
    "Look, I was just wondering if you had Fee's
    number." Ash nibbled on his lip, hoping he didn't
    sound as idiotic as he felt.
    "Fee? Nah. Mari's got it, but she's not home right
    now. Why do you want it anyway?"
    "I, uh, just wanted to