“Why don’t you see what you can get out of me?”Cade chuckled, low and warm, settling his weight, his calf brushing Austin’s. In the kitchen he pulled out a few leftover Thai takeout boxes from the refrigerator, and assessed the options.He set a pan on the stove and began to combine the remnants, cleared a spot for two whisked eggs, creating a new, impromptu rice noodle dish with quick stir-fried bok choy and chicken, a thin sliced omelet on the side. Gay sex An eager giggle, Cade’s low murmur.Austin didn’t need to open his eyes to know Cade wasn’t alone. Her feminine voice seemed odd, out of place in the masculine retreat of the apartment. He could be a total space cadet, but somehow the apartment was always spotless and the fridge never empty. They were practically a couple, everyone joked—and they were, almost. But here he was, holding the proof of his singular affection for his friend.He leaned in, close enough that Austin could taste the salt on his skin, his voice dropping to a whisper. He was just drifting off when he heard the muffled sound of the apartment door opening and closing softly. With a practiced flick of his wrist, he tossed the condom into the small waste bin near the door.
