Chapter 17

“Can’t believe I got you,” said Shay after a time. They’d gone through their wine but barely touched the cheese board. “I thought for sure you wouldn’t be interested in me.”

“Why?” asked Bradley as he stood. He brought back the entire bottle and poured. It was the middle of the afternoon, but he very much suspected they’d be enjoying both the cheese board and each other off and on all day.

“Look at you.”

“Look at you.” Bradley gave Shay a gentle push as he sat back down on the couch. “I don’t want to question this.”

“Then it’s settled. No exes, no questions, just good, quality time together.” Shay leaned over, grabbed the entire branch of grapes, and began plucking them off one-by-one. He laid down, head in Bradley’s lap, and fed him every other grape. Bradley accepted it because it was cute and made him feel simultaneously amused and cared for. It was a good mood to have.

“When do I get you back in my bed?” asked Bradley, swirling his wine and accepting another grape.