Couldn’t. Gay porn I shut the door behind me with a soft click, the sound oddly final, as though I’d sealed myself away from whatever had just passed between us. The sun dipped lower, casting the cobblestones in deep shadows. Even if I wanted to move, I couldn’t. His arm, thick with muscle, draped over my side, his forearm resting heavily across my chest. “I’m fine,” I muttered.He didn’t push, but his grin softened into something gentler. “Man, it smells like a gym in here.” He laughed, the sound low and easy, stepping toward the window. She didn’t speak, just smiled faintly before turning her attention back to her coffee. Not after… that.I cupped the chilly water in my hands, splashing it onto my face. His shoulder brushed mine lightly as he shifted, adjusting his posture, and I was acutely aware of every movement he made. “Old as the hills, they say.”“Isn’t it beautiful?” Marianne added, her voice carrying a note of awe.Theo leaned forward slightly to get a better look, his arm brushing mine again.
