Chapter 24

“No?” I was supremely satisfied.

I’d never fucked in the shower either because…well, I just never had. As far as I was concerned, I’d owed my partners nothing more than a satisfying fuck. We would come, I would encourage them to dress, and we would go our separate ways.

Quinn, on the other hand, had grown up in a world that was different from the one I’dbeen raised in. His mother loved him, and he could trust a person enough to have a relationship with them.

So why hadn’t any of his lovers done that for him?

Because none of the assholes, including that French kid who was probably a fat drunk by now, had known how special he was?

Because none of them had been me? I liked that idea.

I realized just how much I liked that idea, and I stopped that train of thought immediately.

I’d been holding Quinn all that time, and I let him go and stepped back.

Fortunately, Quinn had no idea. “Good thing the Museum is opened until six on Sundays,” he murmured.