I hope you all loved the 1st chapter enough to read the 2nd! I hope you all enjoy it!

Bennett's POV:

Bennett awoke to the screeching sound of his alarm ringing, he glanced over-6:05. He shifted in bed, not ready to start his hectic day. He heard his roommate in the kitchen banging pots and pans around, cooking breakfast. Bennett had always wondered how Sam always woke up so early and never seemed exhausted like he did.

Bennett showered and dressed, went out to see what meal had been prepared for him. "Hey," he yawned.

"Morning!," Sam served some eggs on a plate.

"Where's Amanda?"

"She is over at her place, we kind of had a fight the other night."

"Do tell."

"Alright. We've been dating for 4 months right?" Bennett nodded while biting into his bacon strip. "Well, she want us to buy our own place! Not even like an apartment: a house! In the suburbs! Isn't that insane?"

Bennett chuckled," Ahhh, heterosexuals. The trivial arguments..."

"So you think it's not too fast?"

"No, that's crazy quick. Do not do it. But I see her side too," Sam waved him on. "She is what 29? 30? A kindergarten teacher with no other family, don't you see it?" Sam shook his head while adding hash browns into the oily pan. "Sam! She wants a family. She works with kids all day, doesn't have anyone else in the world besides friends and her clock is ticking."

"You think she want kids? I mean, I know she does... but already?"

"You're a good guy, Sam. A catch. I can see why she is trying to snatch you up. Are you sure you're not gay?"

Sam chuckled," Sorry, bro." Sam was a good looking guy: blonde hair that he was always sweeping back behind his ears, deep brown eyes and full lips. He was a tone guy, not excessively, and he had a good heart. Bennett didn't have a crush on him, they had been friends too long and it would have only caused trouble. There was plenty about Sam that annoyed him too: his love for parrots, the fact he almost never washed dishes even though he was the one who used them, and the way he yelled during sex. The walls in the apartment were thin and Bennett had heard him and Amanda more times than he would like to admit.

Bennett's mind then drifted back to the stud he had met on Monday: Tyler Naxen. He would see him again today to preview his plans for before showing the Kingdom Bank's board. He would have to bring Angela to meet him which made him grumpy, he didn't want Tyler to be swooned by Angela's long curly brown and red full lips.

"Thanks for breakfast. I got to go," Bennett grabbed another bacon strip for the road and left for Angela's.

Angela strolled out of her apartment looking gorgeous. She had a lovely pear figure that she complimented with her pink pencil skirt and ruffle blouse.

"How do I look?" She did a twirl.

"Stunning. He won't even be looking at my sketches," Bennett grinned as she got into the car.

"Do you think It's professional enough?"

"Yes, you look fine."

"Okay, I don't want him to think I'm trying," she said while pushing her boobs up to show more cleavage.

Bennett laughed," Yeah, he won't notice."

"Shut up," she giggled. " I want to look like a professional but I still want to look like someone he could see himself throwing onto the table right then and there."

"Yeah, there aren't too many outfits like that."

Once they arrived at Kingdom Bank, Bennett turned to Angela." Just remember: this is my job. I run the meeting, don't get too flirty."

"Not too flirty. Got it," She got out of the car.

"Yeah right," Bennett mumbled and followed her. The went up to Mr. Naxen's office to wait for him. "Bennett Dowson to see Mr. Naxen."

"Oh yes," he secretary typed on the computer. "He'll see you in a few minutes, he is out on business. Please, have a seat."

"Thank you."

"I'm his assistant," Angela blurted.

"Yes, thank you Angela," Bennett grabbed her and sat her in a chair. "Nice," he whispered," Real smooth."

"What?," she hissed. "That was fine."

"Just calm down. Assistants aren't that eager."

"Fine," she crossed her arms.

Tyler's POV:

"Stall him!," Tyler urged.

"I am! I am," Julie whispered fiercely into the receiver. "There's only so much I can say!"

"Make it up!"

"Just get here, Tyler! Remember this thing called punctuality!"

"I'm on my way! I'm sorry! I'll be there soon," he hung up and turned to the bed and sighed. "I have to go."

"Already?"

"Yeah late for work. Come on," Tyler started tossing clothes on the bed.

"Come on, baby! Why rush?," his last night fling kneeled on the edge of his bed of the hotel bed. "There's a lot we can do," he smiled and started kissing on Tyler's neck. Tyler closed his eyes, not in pleasure but with guilt. Why did he always do this? Pick up some sleazy guy at the bar with no class or any taste? This guy was worse than most, he had his eyebrow lip pierced and worse a mesh shirt.

"I have to go," Tyler pulled away and started buttoning his shirt.

"Baby, why are you getting so secretive? I wish you could stay, baby."

"Sorry," Tyler coughed and put his shoes on.

"Hit me up again, baby. Last night was amazing! Maybe we have something here? I feel a connection!"

Tyler groaned, why did this happen? Why was this guy making a big deal of this? Tyler needed to blow of steam before his big board meeting, he didn't want to make anything from it. It was just a fling.

"I'll see you around," Tyler grabbed his coat and shut the door to the crappy hotel room. He sprinted down to his luxurious car mixed in with all the run down rusty pieces of junk. He peeled out and raced to the bank, he knew it wouldn't change anything. Tyler was already 45 minutes late and he was 30 minutes away.

After being stuck in traffic, Tyler pulled into his parking space and ran inside. Finally he was here, too bad he was an hour and a half late, but at least he made.

"Where is he?!," he asked Julie.

"I put them in the conference room," she answered.

"Them?"

"There was a girl too."

"Great," he muttered and speed walked to the conference room. "I am terribly sorry," Tyler announced while entering the room. "I could not feel worse!"

There was only a girl sitting in one of the chairs at the far end of the room, at first she just stared before responding," No worries. We are all about the client."

"I'm Tyler Naxen," Tyler reached out to shake her hand.

The woman stood and shook his hand," Pleasure to meet the man of the hour. I'm Angela Velictani, Bennett's assistant."

"Nice to meet you," they both sat," Where is Bennett?"

"He ran out to get some coffee, we were unsure when you would arrive."

"Again, I could not apologize more. I fell horrible that you were stuck here in this dull office waiting for me."

"No worries," she smiled," I'm a very patient woman" Tyler swore he saw her wink, but shrugged it off hoping the moment would pass. Luckily, Bennet entered the room with coffee and donuts.

Tyler stood," Mr. Dowson, It's great to see you again. I'm incredibly sorry that I'm so late for this meeting."

"I thought we chose the first name route, Mr. Naxen," Bennett perched an eyebrow.

"Right. I'm sorry, Bennett."

"No problem," he smiled," I see you've met my secretary, Angela."

"Assistant," Angela interjected," I'm his assistant."

"Of course," Tyler nodded. " Any new designs?"

"Yes!," Bennett said excitedly and pulled out his briefcase, "I've been working nonstop on these new sketches."

Tyler and Bennett discussed the sketches and Tyler couldn't help but look at Bennett with awe, he was passionate about his work. Treating each drawing like a child, he accepted their flaws and strived for them improvement. Tyler, for the first time in meeting Bennett, looked at him. He was of a darker nationality, maybe native or Indian but his mocha skin contrasted his bright seductive blue eyes. It must have been the hormones still coursing in Tyler's veins, but he almost wanted to stroke Bennett's cheek.

Tyler coughed and switched his attention to the assistant," How long have you worked for Bennett, Angela?"

"Too long," she chuckled while checking her manicure, she then turned to face Tyler,"What do you do for fun, Mr. Naxen," she asked with a fake innocent voice.

Tyler coughed again," I don't have fun."

"If you ever are looking for fun, give me call." Angela wrote her number down on a post it and slide it across the table to Tyler.

"Angela!," Bennett whispered.

"What?!," Angela through her hands up," No big deal, it's just a number. Very professional." She said but I saw that she did wink.

Tyler grinned and turned back to the sketches," I love them. You did a great job Bennett, Kingdom Bank and I appreciate all of your effort."

"Anything for the customer," Bennett smiled and Tyler's heart sped up. Why was this happening to him? Why was he feeling this way? He couldn't! Bennett was most likely straight? Wasn't he?

"How about later we all get drinks to celebrate this victorious occasion?," Tyler suggested looking between Bennett and Angela.

Angela said," What occasion? No sketches have been approved? All we did was look at them?"

"Well..," Tyler reached out on a limb," Bennett has been spending all his time working on these sketches, shouldn't he have the night off?"

"Well yeah...,"Angela said sounded skeptically.

"Are you sure, Tyler? We don't want to put you out? You seem very busy? I mean, is this okay for us to do?," Bennett seemed worried.

"Guys! Lighten up, this will be fun, just a night out, that's it," Tyler smiled and he saw Angela was loving the idea. "Bennett?"

Bennett thought about it for a few more seconds before giving in," Sure! Why not!?"

"Great! I'll pick you guys up later. Got to go and tell the board of our progress! Great work, Bennett!," Tyler practically danced out of the conference room.

As soon as he was out of sight, he had a panic attack! Why did he do that? What will he accomplish? Bennett isn't gy! And even if he was, what would he do if he was? Maybe he is married and has kids! What was wrong with him!?

Bennett's POV:

"You don't think it's weird?," Bennett asked Angela.

"Of course not! He is clearly trying to see me in a casual setting! I mean, I don't blame him, how was he supposed to put the moves on during a meeting?"

"Didn't stop you," Bennett chuckled.

"What do you think," Angela asked twirling around in the doorway to the bathroom.

She was wearing a short tight white dress with an extremely low neckline; the dress also had cuts in the belly and sides, exposing her skin even more. She kept her long curly hair down and had applied bright red lipstick and dark eye shadow. She was almost as tall as Bennett with her 8 inch stiletto heels.

"Stunning," Bennett replied.

"It's not too much is it?"

"For you? No, you look great. What about me?," Bennett twirled.

"You look like a you could get any guy in the place," she winked. Bennett was wearing a pair of casual jeans with a tear and a navy blue and black flannel shirt. He rolled the sleeves up 3/4 of the way, exposing his tattoo. It was a bow and arrow. The arrow was in the bow and it looked pulled back, ready to shoot right off his arm. It looked just like the one Bennett's grandfather had in his house, the one they had gone hunting with when he was a boy.

"He's here," Angela gasped from the front room.

Bennett smiled, it's going to be a long night having to watch Angela fall all over Tyler.

"Hey," he heard Angela say lustily from the door.

"Hi. You look amazing," he smiled and hugged her. Angela hugged him back, and for a moment they looked like they were old friends or a couple.

"You don't look bad yourself," she replied.

Tyler was wearing some jeans and long sleeve white shirt. The shirt was tight and showed off his nice figure, he had a wonderful V shaped torso that was memorizing. He was dressed so simple but yet he looked so chic and dressy.

Tyler's smile passed Angela's face and fell upon Bennett. "Hey, Bennett," he said.

"Tyler," I smiled and walked over to him and they shook hands and did a half hug.

Tyler smelled like a strong cologne; a pine scent lingered and Bennett approved while inhaling deeply. Tyler's whole body was rippling with muscles that Bennett, for a split second, considered running his hand along Tyler's back.

"Soooo!," Angela interrupted. "Are we ready?!"

"Yeah, after you," Tyler gestured for them to exit the apartment. "You seem a little dressed up for a drink, Angela?"

"Oh," Angela giggled," When you said drink... you actually meant just a drink?"

Tyler laughed," Well yeah, what is supposed to mean?"

"Oh nothing. Well, I chose where we go," Angela spun in the hall to look back at Tyler.

"Sure," he chuckled. "The cab is out front."

"You got us a cab?," Bennett questioned.

Tyler laughed again, exposing his deep dimples within his cheeks; when Bennett saw them his heart sped up and his breath caught. They were irresistible and made Bennett want to press Tyler against the wall right then and there and kiss him deeply.

"When I go out for a drink, I usually don't drive home. Since I won't drive home, why drive there?"

"Smart," Angela said while opening the door out onto the warm night. "There's the cab," she walked over careful to not step in any of the puddles on the sidewalk. "Let's go!," she smiled and got into the taxi.

Bennett followed her and sat in the middle, Tyler slide in next to him and shut the door. Bennett's breath caught again as Tyler's pine scent hit him and their legs brushed. Why is he doing this! He was acting like a 3rd grader!

he cab driver pulled form the curb. "I already told him where to go," Angela smirked," I hope you guys can handle it."

Bennett laughed," I can never handle you."

"But that's why you love me," she blew him a kiss.

The driver followed Angela's instructions and after about 30 minutes he pulled up in front of a night club called Trio.

"Why are we here?," Tyler asked while stepping out from the car.

"Well, this place has alcohol so it's the best place for a drink," she winked at Tyler.

"Really, Ang? A club?," Bennett said after paying the fare for the cab.

"What," she pouted.

"It's 9," Bennett argued. "This place is dead."

"It's good to come early, you get in before the rush," she went up to the line.

"Sorry," Bennett apologized," I should have warned you that she was crazy."

Tyler smiled again, exposing his dimples," Don't worry about it. I might have to leave sooner than she'd like though."

"I don't think she'll mind as long as you leave together," Bennett said as they approached Angela. They were in line with her so Tyler couldn't respond to what Bennett had said, why did he say that?

"It'll work for everyone, "Angela beamed. "It's a club for everyone: straight, gay and lesbian so maybe Bennett you'll find a guy!"

Bennett flinched at Angela's comment, there goes his hidden secret. Now Tyler Naxen, his new boss, knew he was guy. Bennett wasn't ashamed but usually didn't bring it up in casual conversation.

"You're gay?," Tyler asked with eyebrow arched.

"Yeah," Bennett admitted.

Tyler's seemed preoccupied because he stood there, but he didn't seem like he was there. Tyler was lost in thought, probably thinking of how gross Bennett was to him now.

Bennett slumped slightly until Tyler spoke," That's great."

Bennett perked, great? Most people didn't say that?

"Thanks," Bennett said.

The line was moving quickly and Angela talked to the bouncer and he gave them the nod to enter.

Sort of a cliff hanger but it helps me lead to the next chapter! I really hope you Review! It helps fuel me to write more! When no one review, I get sad and don't want to write anymore! PLEASE! THANK YOU!(3(3(3(4