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How far would you dare to go…to win it all? Maverick Holms and Duke Warren share almost everything—a college soccer team, an apartment and the same extremely competitive nature. Thanks to that never-back-down spirit, they’re about to share more than they bargained for. The game is “gay chicken”. The rule: get as close as possible without kissing, and the one that pulls away first is the loser. The problem: neither of them likes to lose. It isn’t long before the game becomes an excuse to touch and kiss in every possible forbidden way. And after they pose for a gay website to earn extra money, things real y heat up. Suddenly Duke is talking lifetime commitment, and Mav is backpedaling as hard as he can, not sure if he’s ready to accept all his best friend is offering him. Or the truth about what he is. Warning: Hot M/M sex inside. Do not open this book if you don’t like the idea of two deliciously muscular best friends becoming lovers. eBooks are not transferable. They cannot be sold, shared or given away as it is an infringement on the copyright of this work. This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locale or organizations is entirely coincidental. Samhain Publishing, Ltd. 577 Mulberry Street, Suite 1520 Macon GA 31201 Str8te Boys Copyright © 2009 by Evangeline Anderson ISBN: 978-1-60504-590-0 Edited by Heidi Moore Cover by Scott Carpenter All Rights Are Reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. First Samhain Publishing, Ltd. electronic publication: June 2009 Str8te Boys Evangeline Anderson Dedication Dedicated to my loyal M/M readers. I get more e-mail from you than anyone else and I love you for it. Keep reading and I’ll keep writing. Chapter One “Dude, I need some green. They’re gonna fuckin’ kick us outta this joint if we don’t come across with the rent. And just because this is our last month here doesn’t mean I wanna spend it sleeping on the sidewalk.” Daniel Warren, aka “Duke” flopped down beside his roommate, Maverick Holms, on the beat- up black leather couch that faced the flat screen. He had short, spiky dark blond hair and a surfer-boy tan and his eyes reminded Mav of melted-chocolate brown. Despite his depressing words, he didn’t seem too concerned over the prospect of being kicked out of his apartment. But then, Duke never got too upset over anything. He had an easygoing personality which was good considering his size. Six foot four and al muscle—if he’d wanted to be a bad ass he could have pulled it off easily and it wouldn’t have been a pretty sight. So it was a good thing he was almost always in a relaxed mood. “We would’ve h