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Galaxy’s eyes flew open and for a second he wasn’t even sure where he was until he felt the heavy weight of an arm encircling his waist.
Adam.
Light streamed through the partially open blinds of the bedroom window. Last night he’d let Adam fuck him twice. And now his ass was definitely paying for it. Wincing, he slowly scooted out from under the man’s muscular arm.
But hot damn, sex was fun. He was so doing that again and soon. After his ass recovered. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table. Already seven-thirty and he had to go to work.
Shit.
Galaxy scooped up his shoes, jeans, and briefs and hurried out of the bedroom to where Adam had flung his shirt. He found it in the living room and quickly dressed. He thought about leaving a note for Adam, but really what would he say? Thanks for being the first? Thanks for the one-night stand? He didn’t do this stuff and had no clue about the etiquette. So, in the end he just opened the front door and dashed out.