Chapter 39

Maverick backed away and picked up one of the boxes, eyebrow arched. “Unpacking first, as you said at the restaurant.”

“Well to quote you…” Dirk took the box and set it down. “The only thing I’m unpacking is you.” He put his hands on Maverick’s shoulders, steering him backwards into the bedroom. “Now stand still,” he said, beginning to unbutton Maverick’s shirt.

“I want to play, too,” Maverick protested, although not too vehemently, as he toed off his shoes.

“In time.” Dirk continued what he was doing until Maverick was standing buck naked in front of him. Stepping back, Dirk raked his gaze over his lover. “I think I’m going to like having you around on a permanent basis. Saves wear and tear on the car.”

Maverick snorted. “I knew you had an ulterior motive. Now it’s my turn.”