Lucas is sure he's made a mistake—it has to be painfully obvious he's never been to an underground gay club before. He doesn't do things like this—he's too shy, too reserved. He certainly doesn't expect to be felt up by a total stranger as soon as he walks in the door. But just as he's talking himself into leaving, the hottest guy in the place with the most beautiful green eyes he's ever seen pulls him onto the dance floor. Green Eyes insists on "no names, no strings..." and just this once, Lucas is inclined to agree.