Chapter 15

“How high is that ceiling?” Nick asked, his mouth hanging open to gape at the ceiling that seemed to reach the sky.

Ray shrugged. “Not sure. Tall. The master bedroom is connected to the highest part of the house.” He gestured to the massive canopy bed he had. “This is an antique.”

Nick eyed it cautiously. “An antique?”

Ray sat down on the mattress and bounced. “Don’t worry, it’s sturdy. It’s withstood plenty of activity.”

Nick grimaced. He didn’t like hearing how many lovers Ray had before him. They weren’t young kids with no experience of life, but still, Nick could probably count on one hand how many lovers he’d had. Ray…not so sure.

“H-How many lovers have you had?” he heard himself ask.

Ray glanced at him, his face showing his surprise at the question. “A few. I’m in my thirties. I’m not a slut or anything and I’m very careful, Nick.”

He nodded. “I didn’t think you weren’t. I just have a feeling you’ve probably been with more lovers than me.”