Drew had definitely ordered the spice level ultra.I reached for my water without trying to make a face.He caught it anyway. Gay sex His arm wrapped around my middle automatically, like he didn’t even think about it.We stayed like that, the two of us beneath the weight of his duvet, the lamp still casting soft gold on the wall. “Do I want to know how many sweaty ranger hands have been in these?””Just mine.” I yanked on my own gloves. It was the kind of quiet that felt earned.And for once, I didn’t need the silence to be alone.We rolled back into the parking lot around 3:00, the bikes streaked with dust and pine grit, both of us sweat-damp and grinning. Promise.”I still felt out of place up here and almost didn’t know how to respond, but perhaps I didn’t need to. Even the weird-ass stickers.”I paused with my chopsticks mid-air. “Didn’t want the blinds to close ala ‘The Purge’”He smirked, already unpacking the food. Still freezing.“Uh…Drew?” I called out, angling my body behind the frosted corner of the glass panel.No answer.
