" The three of you were pretty cute last night, with all that touchy-feely crap." " Yeah, that lasted for about two minutes before you dragged Evan back over to the bar." " Dude, we were hunting Turkey. [drinking bourbon] it was important." Chris grins. " That boy can drink, I'll give him that." " That's big of you. From the way you were hanging off each other by the end of the night, I was thinking I might get Jeff all to myself." Chris shoots him a look. " Is that what you want? If you had your way? Just Jeff?" Dan Isn't really ready to answer that question, not even from Chris. " Wow, you'd switch teams just for me? You'd steal Evan away just so I could take his boyfriend? That's sweet man, really." Dan knows that Chris recognizes the deflection, but he lets Dan get away with it. " That's the kind if friend I am, Dan. Maybe you should take a lesson - the next time I need a wingman in a straight bar, it wouldn't kill you to step up." " Yeah, okay, I'll keep that on mind. "