Chapter 20

“I promise you I won’t do that,” Dean smiled. “And I’m sure you can learn to enjoy some of my music.”

“And you’ll learn to enjoy some of mine?”

“That’s probably a bit of a stretch. We’ll see,” Dean smiled.

They held hands as they closed their eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the summer sun. When Dean opened his, he could see the huge bulge in Marco’s swimsuit.

“You Italians never go long before you’re charged up again, do you?” he remarked.

“Are you kidding? I once had to walk into a meeting at work holding my brief case in front of my crotch. My boss kept calling me from her office, telling me everyone was waiting for me. I tried to will it to go away, to no avail, so I grabbed my briefcase to hold in front of me.”

“Yes, well, you are rather large and thick down there. It would be hard to hide. I take that to mean we are done here, that you want to go back to the condo and pick up where we left off last night.”