Chapter 63

“Yes,” Benjamin eventually answered. “But take it slow. You’re kind of huge.”

Eric smiled. “I’ll be careful.”

“Okay.”

Then Eric dashed toward the nightstand and began to rummage through the drawers, but he must be unable to locate something important because judging by his facial expression, he was growing more frustrated by the second.

“Fuck! They’re not there!”

“Eric, what are you—”

“The condoms,” Eric cut Benjamin off midsentence while running his fingers through his hair and sighing loudly. “Damn it! I think I remember now. I used up my last condom about two months before we first met. I only have the lube, and there isn’t much left in the bottle.”

Benjamin snorted. “Eric, calm down.”

“How can I—”

“Let me ask you a few questions.”

“What?”

Eric sounded so annoyed and stressed out, and Benjamin thought that was rather hilarious, but he refrained from laughing loudly. Instead, he sat up on the bed and scooted closer to Eric.