"Listen, my coworkers have a little bet going. They said I couldn't get a random man to kiss me. Want to help me prove them wrong for five dollars?" (Phoenix)
Drake had just finished work and headed towards the bar with his Partner, he owned him a beer from the bet they made themselves about a case they had worked on that day. Sitting at the bar, half dressed in uniform still Kent told him he had to leave for the bathroom. So Drake just sat there waiting for him to return when he was approached. Raising his brows when he was told about their bet. “Ahhem yeah eh?” He chuckled. “Well I don’t need your money for it, but fuck ha, why not.” He granted and moved closer to them pressing his lips against theirs closing his eyes for a moment as they shared a kiss.
