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“For what?”
“Sharing. It feels as if I know now what brought you to Salvation—and to me.”
Nate closed his eyes, conscious of feeling truly at peace, maybe for the first time.
“And trust me, there’s nothing anyone can teach you about sex. This ain’t Show ‘n’ Tell. It’s more like learning as you go.”
“I know. I can’t wait for the next part.”
Zeeb chuckled. “What did you have in mind?
“Is there a schedule or something?” When Zeeb didn’t reply, Nate opened his eyes.
Zeeb blinked. “A what?”
“A schedule. For… stuff.”
Zeeb raised an eyebrow. “Okay, you lost me.”
Nate gestured vaguely at the bed, wondering if he’d have made his meaning any clearer with diagrams.
“You know, for when we take turns?”
Zeeb frowned.
Nate changed tack. “Change lanes?”
There was a beat of silence. Then Zeeb’s eyes widened.
“Oh. That.”
Chapter Fifty-Two
Nate smiled sheepishly. “Yeah. That.”
Zeeb hadn’t expected that question. Or maybe he had, but had ignored the possibility.
“You thought we’d switch things up?” Zeeb asked.
Nate nodded. “Isn’t that how it works?”
Zeeb ran a hand down his face.Fuck.
“Well… for some guys, yeah. Some switch. Some don’t. Some have very strong…. lane preferences.”
Nate’s face fell. He tried to cover it with a casual shrug, but Zeeb saw it. That little flash of disappointment landed like a punch.
“So you’re a one-lane kind of guy?” Nate asked, his voice soft as though he already knew the answer.
Zeeb hesitated. He could lie, but he’d promised honesty with Nate. That had always been the rule.
“Historically? Yeah. I’ve always driven the car. Never really sat in the passenger seat, metaphorically speaking. Which makes sense, right? I mean, I’ve never been with a guy, so my chancesof being a passenger were awful low. And no, never been with a woman who wanted to drive, either.”
Nate laughed, the tension cracking just a little. “You’re such a nerd.”
“Hey, you brought up lanes first.”
And now he’d said it, Zeeb couldn’t get the thought out of his head.
