Chapter 113

This time when he crawls over Ryan to get to his seat, he feels his boyfriend’s hand curve around his ass and between his legs, copping a quick feel before Mrs. Talonovich opens the driver’s side door. “Who’s being bad now?” Dante laughs, swatting his hand away.

“I missed you,” Ryan admits. He takes one of Dante’s hands, laces their fingers together, pulls him close and holds his arm in his lap. When Dante frowns at Mrs. Talonovich in the front seat, Ryan whispers, “It’s okay. She’s cool with it.”

“You told her?” Dante keeps his voice low, just in case he’s thinking the wrong thing…didn’t Ryan say he didn’t wantto tell her? It wasn’t any of her business, she didn’t need to know about the two of them together? When did all this change?

In the rearview mirror, Mrs. Talonovich flashes them a bright smile. “I found the camera, guys—”

“Told you I packed it,” Ryan mutters.

She ignores him. Turning her gaze to Dante, she asks, “Are you excited yet?”