Chapter 23

Either way, Vic knew he wouldn’t be getting any loving once they made it home. He’d have to carry Matt up to their apartment, undress him, and put him to bed. Sure, he could take advantage of the situation—they werelovers, after all, and Matty wouldn’t object—but Vic wasn’t that kind of guy. The best part of making love was mutual, both giving and receiving, pleasing and being pleased, not just getting off. If it came to that, he had two hands and knew how to use them.

Should’ve said yes when he wanted to do it here.Vic leaned across the gear shaft and kissed Matt’s slack cheek. “Love you,” he whispered.

“Vic,” Matty murmured sleepily.

In his lover’s voice, Vic’s name was all the reply he needed.

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