Re: Dylan and Craig
Dylan smiled a bit. "You'll learn to deal. Start by looking at everyone else who is good looking instead."
He shook his head at the offer though. "Can't, Allison's birthday tomorrow. Ben wants to arrange something. You might want to notice the pattern," he said with a smile. "I need to get her a present in the morning, I'm so stuck. What the hell do you give a woman you don't intend to fuck? And it has to be better than books because her Christmas present was practically perfect." Of course now it was gone, but that was something he didn't want to think of.
He rolled his eyes at the hug, shaking his head at him. "With your history, I'd better," he said. "Of course you might start fucking in the back room and leave them in the back room with out knowing their names. It helps."
He turned to the bartender as he came up and got a beer, taking a long sip from it. Gods he needed to get drunk, like properly drunk without complications and with someone who gave good head. That would be a brilliant distraction. The problem was he didn't trust that many to be drunk with. Maybe he should just take a trip to the Muggle world. Fucking was so much simpler there.