Brian’s POV

What?!?! What an answer was that? To say that I was shocked was surely an understatement. How could this little twat refuse to accept my hand and say he didn’t care about my name? Nobody has ever talked to me in that way. Well, at least not a potential trick. I was pretty mad, but my name wouldn’t be Brian Kinney, if I would give up now. It was a challenge and I was always up for a good challenge. It spiced my life. Sooner or later I would get him into my bed and fuck his brains out. He could bet on it! And as it seemed I even had an ally: Brutus! 

Okay, it wasn’t the proper way to behave and  use Mikey’s dog to get the guy, but at least that was my reward for taking care of it at all. (I mean, nobody could imagine what a horror it was for me. Brutus loosing hair everywhere on my exclusive furniture - a nightmare!!)

As it seemed the blonde was very fond of his female buddy. So if I wanted to impress him I had to pretend to know a lot about these animals. It was kind of difficult because I never had a pet. When I was a child I wasn’t allowed to have one and later they were simply too much trouble. I didn’t want to accept responsibility for anybody. I loved my carefree life. 

I bit my lips, thinking about what to tell the blonde though. 

“Hey, your dog really has a gleaming coat. You probably spend a lot of time for its care. I like that. A well-groomed dog is a feast for the eyes. Brutus needs a lot of care for his coat as well. I use a fine metal comb, a brush and some scissors for it.“

Why the fuck was I telling him THAT? There were only a few words that  I caught from the article that Cynthia was reading in my office before I had snatched it out of her hand and sent it through the shredder. Okay, okay, I knew I was a meanie sometimes. But I never understood what this thing was with women and animals? How could you  VOLONTARILY read an article about the well-being of dogs? Brrr… And as much as I knew, Cynthia did not even have a dog! Besides she had been at work. So she was supposed to work and not to spread out her stupid magazines on her desk. What if a customer had seen it? (I had to say that to defend myself here). But now I was actually happy that she always seemed to be on a break and read kitschy stuff during working time. I wished I had read more of the article though. Then I could have said something more intelligent.

However, my plan seemed to work somehow. The blonde looked stunned at me and then he suddenly smiled. Damn, that smile! The sun would be envious of it! For a moment I was completely blended by it. But then I steeled myself. I wanted to fuck that guy, not to write poems for him.

“Yes, my attention is always drawn to the fact that Jeannie looks fine. I brush out  the dead hair, so no particles of dirt can amass. She is pretty active and doesn’t spare puddles. So she often gets dirty and…”

Great, now the blonde was telling me an entire novel about coat care. And I caught myself actually listening to him. God, I must have really gotten it bad. Since when was I going through that much trouble for a trick? 

During the blonde’s speech Brutus and genie (ahm Jeannie) were the most adorable dogs you could imagine. They were silently rubbing their heads against each other. I almost groaned at this sight. So much sweetness and love was not to bear anymore! I should grab Brutus, lock him into the loft and go to find a good fuck. 

“Do you like to have a cup of coffee with me? There is a nice little diner nearby. We could exchange more experiences  and advices.” Holy shit, I didn’t say that, did I? Where had my brain gone? As if I had any experiences with dogs! I had no idea what to talk about. The guy would immediately notice that I had lied all the way. So I almost hoped he would turn down my invitation. But of course I was not that lucky. At first he starred at me as if he wanted to slap me for asking that. But then he blushed slightly and suddenly he was beaming all over his face.

“That’s a good idea!”

I groaned inwardly. What a mess! And all that because I didn’t want to keep my dick into my pants!