“Yes.” Ryan looked more comfortable, but Icould still feel an edge of stress in his voice. “That sounds perfect. Whatshould we do?”
Since it seemed like he was ready for achange in topic, I took the new one and ran with it. “Do we want to do laid-backand quiet or do we want to actually leave your apartment?”
Scott flashed me a grin. “You know, we don’talways have to do stuff at our place.”
I shrugged. “I like your place.”
Aside from where it was located.
“It feels like you both.” I wasn’t sure Ihad a better way to explain it. “You guys made it a home together. I likesoaking that up.”
We’d made dinner at my place a few times,but my apartment just didn’t have the same atmosphere. I was starting to seewhy my mother kept trying to bring me plants and weird knickknacks.
The tender smiles they both flashed me weresweet, but the best part was the cute glance they each sent the other. It waseasy to see that they were still marveling at how their relationship hadchanged and how they hadn’t seen the family they’d built together until I’dsmacked them upside the head with it.
Ryan reached across the table and squeezedmy hand. “I like having you over at our place. It feels nice to know you’rethere.”
Scott took my other hand, neither seemingto notice the restaurant around us any longer. “When you’re there it feels likeeverything is where it should be.”
His cheeks pinked and I could see my shyboy coming out. “I mean—”
Squeezing his hand before he could retreat,I smiled. “You are very sweet, and I feel the same way.”
That seemed to have some of hisembarrassment fading, but since I knew they weren’t the types to appreciateattention in public, I lightened the topic a bit. “Now we’ll just have tofigure out a way to combine the best aspects of each bed.”
That had both of them chuckling as they satback, trailing their fingers over my hands until they were leaning back intheir own seats. Ryan gave us both a teasing grin. “I might be bribed intotrading mattresses to put mine on the…” He waggled his eyebrows just to makeScott blush. “More attractive bed.”
Yeah, that wasn’t what he was thinking, butScott seemed relieved that Ryan wasn’t going to tease him about his fantasy bedin public.
Of course, the best idea would be a newbigger bed and new badass mattress in a safer apartment or house, but I wasn’tgoing to point that out.
Not yet, anyway.
Pushing away my plate, I glanced betweenthem. “Are you guys done? I think I’m ready to head back to your place andrelax.”
Curling up on the couch with my boyssounded perfect.
Especially since we had some Smurf toolsthat had yet to be used and I had a boy who needed to let his stress go for awhile…and then there was my surprise. I just had to decide if I was going toshow them tonight or in the morning before I left for work and they headed overto Ryan’s parents’ house.
“I’m beyond full.” Scott looked at the lastfew bites of the pie he’d ordered. “I really shouldn’t.”
None of us needed more food.
But a bit of exercise would always be fun.
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“I think it’s time to get the cuffs out.”Straddling Scott’s sexy, naked body probably wasn’t the best time to change gears,but I’d been waiting to use those since they’d come in yesterday.
Getting mail was so much fun lately.
Scott’s arms bulged as he gripped the barsof the bed even tighter. “Really?”
“Oh yes.” Leaning to the side, I gave Ryana long, slow kiss. As I pulled away, I smiled. “Will you be a good boy for meand go get the cuffs out of my bag?”
It hadn’t made it to either bedroom beforewe’d gotten distracted, so it was still by the door. Ryan grinned. “They camein?”
He was just as eager as I was to see Scottrestrained with the Velcro cuffs. They might not be as colorful as the ties,but Scott’s sexy gasp said he was also excited to test them out.
