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Quinn Nelson finished making the bed, making sure the corners were tight. Being a maid wasnâ€™t all bad. At least it wasnâ€™t shooting insurgents and dodging bullets. Sure, there were some real skanky people out there who left the room in a way he wouldnâ€™t even see in his worst nightmare, but he was happy with his job. It was something mindless that paid the bills. When he went home, he didnâ€™t have to worry about explosions or how close to the enemy line he was. He had a beer or two and relaxed before bed only to start it all over again.
It was nice to be back in Atlanta. It had been years, but it was still home. The MeliÃ¡ Hotel was a nice place and they treated their employees right. All he had to do was be on time and do his job. He could handle that in his sleep.
So what if he was a bit lonely? That was life. Heâ€™d spent the last thirty years with no significant otherâ€”he could last the rest of his life. Maybe heâ€™d go out to eat at his favourite restaurant, Escorpion, after work. The tequila was great and so was the food. Mexican was his favourite.
Just the name made Quinn hard. Fuck. Nope, no matter how much he wanted a goat taco it wasnâ€™t going to happen. Kasey worked as a waiter at Escorpion. Theyâ€™d met there one night and had really hit it off, but Kase was just too happy and shiny. Quinn was trying to avoid Kasey, not invite him back to his place for a fuck. Because if he saw Kasey, that invitation would be out of his mouth before he could think twice. Kasey was a sexy bastard and if Quinn laid eyes on him he wouldnâ€™t hesitate to ask him over.
Kasey still thought he could fix the world. Heâ€™d once told Quinn that â€˜everything is a path that leads us to where we need to goâ€™. If that wasnâ€™t glass half full, Quinn didnâ€™t know what was. He was too old, too tired and the shine had worn off him at nineteen when heâ€™d shot his first person in Afghanistan. He still had nightmares. They would be with him forever. He didnâ€™t need to bring that baggage to a relationship, so he was walking off the path and wasnâ€™t where Kase needed to be. Quinn would stick to one night stands. He was good at those.
After a month or so of dating, Quinn had to stop all communication. Kase deserved a younger guy who would be able to keep up. Someone who wanted to change the world with him, not a man with a busted leg who woke up screaming on a good night.
Quinn wasnâ€™t that guy, no matter how Kaseâ€™s long, lean body looked in his bed. How his brown hair would stick up all over the place when he woke up. Or how his green eyes sparkled when he looked at Quinn. Heâ€™d done the right thing. He wasnâ€™t meant for relationships and that was that.