He laughs.“Well,” he turns around, the full spectacle of his slick body in front of me and Carter. “Someone who’s not trying to play you.”My throat burns a bit, as if I haven’t been gently manipulated by his fingers like a linchpin that holds his illusions of security tediously.Carter leans off onto another set of pathways that are more obscured from roads, unlit. Gay sex Maybe we should have checked the weather.” He shifts his weight, eyes flicking over to me. “From here?”“We can try.” He smiles and I do too. It doesn’t take long for his prep to return as we walk under the threat of the coolness of the occasional raindrop. It topples into a laugh, and I just laugh too, turning around back to Carter to walk to the laundry room. He lifts my jaw gently with two fingers, his eyes flicker, narrowing just a bit as he leans into me and kisses me. I grab his forearm and try to loosen its predatory claim to Carter’s neck. “Careful,” Finn warns.
