Jonah scrambled to get dressed and hide his arousal. “I’m just glad Gideon let me have another go in the playroom. When he told us he knew what we’d done, I thought I was a goner.”
“It was kind of him, but I think he had an ulterior motive or two.” David sniffed under each arm, then began buttoning his shirt. “You think you’ll be interested in a third round?”
His head snapped up. “Would you?”
“Don’t answer a question with a question.”
There wasn’t anything sharp in David’s tone, more like he was reminding Jonah of an earlier directive rather than reprimanding him. Jonah stifled the small thrill that shot through him so he could shrug without looking like an idiot and dropping to his knees then and there. “I didn’t think I would get another shot,” he confessed. “I’d love to, yeah, but Jesse’s got other things on his mind right now. Which means Gideon does, too. I might be better off being glad for what I got.”