“Listen,” John said, bringing Mason’s hand to his lips. “I’m your friend and I care about you. I don’t want anything from you. I just want to spend time with you. Yes, you are beautiful and I’m attracted to you, but it’s you the person I like.”
“You hardly know me.”
He nodded. “I know we’ve only know each other a short time but I still really like the person I’ve spent time with.”
Mason bit his lip. “I’ve never known anyone like you.”
He tucked a strand of blond hair behind Mason’s ear. “I can tell. I don’t want drugs or money or fame or any of that from you. I do love to have sex with you, but if you told me right now, you didn’t want to have sex again, I’d respect that and I’d still care about you.”
Mason’s eyes were just a bit shimmery when his gaze rose to John’s face. “Yeah?”