Finn shook his head. “Like I said, I tell him any time I hook up with someone else, but it’s never lasted longer than a weekend at most. He knows I don’t want to be monogamous, but he’s never had to deal with a situation like this before. I don’t know how he’ll react.”
Drew smiled crookedly. “When does he get back? Maybe we’ll spend that whole time in bed, get it out of our systems, and decide we’re better as friends. Or maybe you’ll find someone younger and hotter than me, and decide I was an aberration. We’ll never know unless we try, right? Maybe Joe doesn’t have anything to worry about, anyway.”
“He should be back in another two weeks, three at most.” Finn slid his hand around to cradle the back of Drew’s head in his palm. “You’re right. This may be a spark that burns itself out, but in the meantime, I want to fan the hell out of the flames,” he said, sliding his fingers through Drew’s short, light brown hair.
“I like that plan.” Drew slid closer, pulling Finn into his arms. “I’ve had enough to eat. Now I’m hungry for dessert. And I know just what I want to devour.”
Finn shifted to straddle Drew’s lap and snugged his hips against Drew’s. “Banana pudding?” he asked, widening his eyes with faux innocence as he rocked his hips.
“Only if I get to lick it off you,” Drew replied. He reached up with both hands, framing Finn’s face. “You’re sweet enough without embellishment. And I’m starving for the taste of you.”
With a soft moan, Finn swooped in to capture Drew’s lips in a deep, hungry kiss as if he, too, hungered for something only Drew could provide.
Drew parted his lips and let the taste and heat of Finn flow over him. Maybe it had just been too long since he’d had a lover, and Finn was like every fantasy he’d had in the last two years come to life. But something was whispering to him that they could have something more. Something special, something that could last. As a man who’d lived by his senses and instincts, depending on them for survival, Drew wanted to trust his gut, but he knew he wasn’t the one who would make the decision. Finn was the one with something to lose, and in the end, it might come down to whether Finn could possibly need Drew as much as he needed Joe.
Drew had no idea what Joe was like, but he had the feeling he was going to find out. He just hoped that one of them didn’t end up heartbroken in the process.
