Owned on the Ice M/M Romance
"I wouldn't know about that. Mine was new, of course. And stupid hot. Like, possibly the hottest guy I’ve ever pulled."
Mac raised a brow. "Model-hot or soap-opera-hot?"
"Every kind of hot. He could model soap. The fancy kind. Naked."
Mac whistled.
"Exactly," Lukas said with a grin.
They both laughed, the kind of barked, boyish sound that filled the truck.
"You get his number?" Mac asked.
"Nah. We both got what we wanted," Lukas said, shrugging. "But if I see him at that bar again? He can definitely have another go. Ten out of ten."