Resting his chin on his hand, Keiran furrowed his dark brows in confusion. All that he'd read last night was, obviously, not simply a dream, but he could hardly even focus on that thought with the buzzing that was happening in his mind. While Jackson filled a void in Keiran's soul, he still felt connected to Sam in the strangest way...
The larger man tried valiantly not to blush at Sam's words, noting that the man was flirting with Jackson as much as he was him, and Jackson didn't seem overly flustered by it.
“When is it?” He asked, his eyes alight with excitement. As good of a gig as he had going at Hondo's, he was always down for making more cash and working a big-time party. That was the kind of thing he could put on his resume... If he had one. “I could try to get someone to cover any shift I was supposed to work here...” He refused to be excited about the fact that this would, too, give him more time around the flirtatious Sam.