“Driving home. You could come up to my hotel room instead.”
Brandon blinked but didn’t drop his gaze. He stared at Tim silently for a long time. So long Tim thought he had pushed the other man too far.
“You’re pretty forward,” he said finally. But his lips curved with just a hint of a smile. “Are you usually like this with guys you just met?”
He grinned, hoping it came off as disarming. “I know what I want. I’m only going to be here a short time. I believe in being honest.”
“So you only came to this reunion to get laid?” Brandon asked.
“I wouldn’t say that. But I’m certainly not going to waste an opportunity to make that happen.”
Brandon smirked. “I’m an opportunity? I’m not sure how I feel about that.”
“A very hot one.” And just then Tim figured Brandon was going to laugh in his face. Tell him what an asshole he thought Tim actually was. Maybe he was, Tim acknowledged.
“You’re a guest of the resort.”