Sebastian blinked, hugging Hunter easily as he was pulled into the embrace. He chuckled, eyeing his best friend who was clearly a little inebriated. "Hunter. I said I was coming. I just wanted to make an entrance."
Pulling back, Sebastian gazed at Hunter's outfit, licking his lips as he looked him up and down. He looked good. Really good. It wasn't fair sometimes. "You got the theme down very well. You look like the perfect boy from the fifties." Taking a sip of his wine, he wondered just how Hunter was getting home tonight.
Dark eyes gazed around the room, wondering if Quinn was here.