His phone beeped and vibrated in his hand. He tensed at the sound. The noise came back. He should look at the screen. Should. His heart hammered, and the lion clawed at him from within. He turned his attention from the big cat to the phone. A gigantic arrow with Justinís photo in it bounced back and forth on the screen. He touched the arrow and held his breath. Justin had replied.
Hi. Saw you, too. Iíd like to talk. Tell me about you.
Holy shit. Excitement rippled through him. The lion stood at attention within him, equally thrilled. Zeus blew out the breath heíd held. What should he say? He didnít want to sound silly.
Iím thirty-three. Single. I work @ a shelter. He paused. What else should he add? Iím looking for love.
He hit send before he could delete the words heíd typed. He probably sounded ridiculous. When Justin replied, Zeus yelped. He glanced over at Joe, who didnít seem to have noticed.
Love, huh? Are you a romantic?
A romantic? More like a horny bastard who wanted sex that might become love. He drummed his fingers on the desk. Answering would be smart.
Justin replied first. Oh. Youíre unsure? Iím a romantic. Thereís someone out there for everyone, and Iím looking for my someone.
Damn. Justin was a romantic or, at least, came across that way. Maybe, the sweetness was a little much, but oh well. Heíd never know if he didnít try. Want to meet? You sound like my kind of guy.
He wasnít sure if he sounded that way since heíd bulldozed right over the romance part, but he was trying.
Canít. No wheels.
Well, shit. He needed to get closer to Justin, despite knowing the sexy man was probably wrong for him. He had a car but wasnít licensed yet. How about a virtual date? Those were a thing, right? We can talk on the video thing on here.
Iíd like that.
Zeus paused. Things were moving too well. Part of him trusted Justin was being honest. The rest of him wasnít even sure Justin wasnít a farce. Are you real? Like not a fake profile or a bot or something? Is that even your actual picture?
Thatís really me, lol. Iím wondering the same thing about you. You look like a comic book hero come to life.
Heíd never heard that. Was Justinís comment a good thing or bad? Iím real, too. I had my friend Markas show me how to take selfies. That photo is all me.
Markas? Justin replied. Your boyfriend?
No. My friend Johnís husband. He refused to call Markas Johnís ďhuslionĒ, despite John and Markas creating the term. The word sounded awkward to him. Besides, he didnít want to scare off Justin. What if shifters freaked him out?
I got it. Youíre in a commune?
A what? Heíd never heard that word before. Markas and John referred to Sanctuary as a home for wayward shifters or a shelter. Not a commune. Were those terms nicer ways of saying a commune? Heíd have to ask John or Joe later.
Do you have a web cam? You mentioned a virtual date. Why donít we video chat?