Tuesday came back around again. Rayan's overnight bag was in the trunk of Scott's car, and they'd just finished a wonderful Italian dinner. Rayan rubbed his belly contentedly as they made their way through the parking lot.
"Oh! That was so good!" Rayan exclaimed.
"Ready for the next stop?" Scott asked.
They arrived at the car and Scott held the door for him. Ordinarily, they would have gotten takeout and just eaten at Scott's place, but since they skipped out on it Sunday, today Scott was making good on his promise to get Rayan something to make his heat easier. Preferably something they could both enjoy later, as he fully intended they would spend the heat after this one together.
"I'm a little nervous," Rayan admitted as he got in the car, "I don't think I could go in a p
