Ren stood there a half a second, maybe it was really five minutes, and stared at the other man, Ezra. His eyes widened, stormy gray-blue registering shock, disbelief, and realization. He took a glance around the room with new eyes and with actual perception of where he was. All in the establishment were primary men. How had he not noticed before?
"Oh hell..."
Ren dropped his pool cue and nearly dropped his beer bottle. He held onto it only because of quick reflexes that obviously subconsciously put the beer in more favor than the bar's property. His face was flushed with embarrassment and he found he couldn't look the other man in the eye now. All he could think about was not letting Chris find out about this. He'd never live it down.
He took a deep breath and painted on a smile, looking up with his eyes closed. He would play laughing it off. Who knew, maybe if he did it well enough, he might even believe it himself.
"Wow, I feel pretty stupid. I guess stress keeps me from even noticing simple things now." Who was he kidding? Not smooth in the least bit. He might never come back out of his room again. "Maybe I need new glasses."
He bent down and picked the pool cue back up and looked over at the blond man approaching them, or more accurately he was approaching Ezra. They weren't going to start flirting right in front of him, would they? Or even worse, would they eventually kiss? Why was he imagining them sucking face while shirtless!?