“Green, I think.” Willis walked around Phillip, looking him up and down. Willis had shown up at Ivan and Eunice’s apartment moments earlier, declared, “Darling! You are the perfect blank slate!” and had proceeded to circle Phillip as Ivan made a hasty introduction.
Ivan and Eunice, as it turned out, were a couple. Albert hadn’t exaggerated when he’d said something about accommodating the members’ wishes. Apparently, that extended beyond job preferences, and into their off-duty lives.
It also answered his question about s*x. They were two of the kissingest people he’d ever met. Every damned time they passed each other, a peck—at a bare minimum—happened, and they’d made zero effort to censor themselves in bed last night.
“Green what?” Phillip’s chin rose. He was rather proud of how hearty
