Chapter 130

But suddenly Ryan’s pulling away. He snatches the menu where it’s fallen to the floor and laughs at the consternation that flickers across Dante’s face. “What—” he starts, groggy with lust. Seeing the gleam in his boyfriend’s eyes as he looks over the menu, Dante slaps his shoulder. “Ryan! That’s not fair.”

“More loving later,” Ryan tells him with a grin. “I’m starving. So did you want the spaghetti or what?”

Dante pouts. Wiping the saliva from his neck, he mumbles, “I want you to keep doing whatever it was you were doing two seconds ago, is that too much to ask?”

“You know I’ll gladly pick up right where we left off,” Ryan says. “Afterwe eat. Spaghetti?”