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He was naked.

Wait. Could a species that didn’t have genitals really be naked?

Did they have genitals?

They kept claiming that since they didn’t have legs, pants weren’t necessary, but when they used two of their main tentacles for walking and the others as de facto arms, well, it seemed like pants would be important even if they didn’t have a dick hanging out.

Not that a penis would’ve been troubling.

I mean, I was in the process of interviewing for a job as a porn star, so seeing someone’s junk wasn’t going to be a problem. But I hadn’t expected to see anyone naked while I was filling out paperwork.

Man, this place was weird.

I loved it.

“May I request occupational-specific introductions?” The alien…tentacle guy…the sexy as fuck dude looked over at the admin, who’d been slowly handing me the paperwork she said I needed to fill out.

“He’s gay, right?”

Scott snorted. I didn’t need to glance over at him to picture the frustrated look on his face. “He’s in a gay bar, wearing skintight jeans, a see-through shirt, and some stud who’s probably got a hot accent just bought him a drink. What do you think?”

I knew right off the bat how to drain the smug sound from his voice. “I have three words for you. Pizza. Delivery. Guy.”

It was like a balloon deflating. “Oh, okay…so he might be gay.”

And we were back to square one. “Do you think he’s gay?”

Scott took a moment to think it through, and I glanced over to see his wide shoulders shrug. “I really think the pizza guy was an anomaly. Who flirts with gay guys to get bigger tips?”

Evidently, we either tipped too much or were suckers.