“Pretty sure he’s plenty like me,” Desire pointed out, both off-hand and indifferent. It was actually kind of companionable, for him. He’d been watching the Sovs from behind Reason’s fronting too, after all. Arrogant, aggressive, watchful, and not afraid to make his opinions known. If he wasn’t giving Mac the time of day, it wasn’t out of playing hard to get.
Handjobs and sixty-nines, though. Mac said it with a degree of resignation, but Desire got a pleasantly warm flush at the thought of Declan doing either of those things with him, gazing off for a moment at nothing in particular. Either one would be a far cry more than the nothing they were currently getting.
“Well if it’s a matter of swapping with me going first, that’s easy,” he said with a distracted little grin, as much for himself (meaning Reason, who squirmed) as just as commentary. “Hard part’s just getting all of me to fess up. Least we got a couple days before our big guy comes back to think it through.”
Unless Declan did one of his check-in calls. Now that might be a trainwreck.
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Handjobs and sixty-nines, though. Mac said it with a degree of resignation, but Desire got a pleasantly warm flush at the thought of Declan doing either of those things with him, gazing off for a moment at nothing in particular. Either one would be a far cry more than the nothing they were currently getting.
“Well if it’s a matter of swapping with me going first, that’s easy,” he said with a distracted little grin, as much for himself (meaning Reason, who squirmed) as just as commentary. “Hard part’s just getting all of me to fess up. Least we got a couple days before our big guy comes back to think it through.”
Unless Declan did one of his check-in calls. Now that might be a trainwreck.