“Do you ever leave your phone behind?”
“Nope.”
Jayden set the Coke down and boldly straddled Darren’s lap. “Hey. Put it down.”
Darren grinned wickedly at him. “Nope.”
“Then give it here.” Jayden made a snatch, and Darren caught the wrist and effortlessly turned them with a twist of his hips, smacking Jayden down into the mattress.
“I said nope,” Darren retorted, so Jayden seized him by the hair and kissed him.
All the fight went out of them, and Darren settled over him like a blanket, abandoning the phone to the floor and mumbling something pleased and incoherent when Jayden slid his hands down that long back and settled them over his backside. He’d touched Darren like that before, but not really…sustained it, so he experimentally squeezed and noted the hitch and sigh that was the result.