They were lying on the opened sofa, and Ran would have liked nothing better than to spend the rest of the afternoon there, but he knew the cleaning crew would question things if they couldn’t get into these rooms. They were being paid overtime to clean up the office, so the least he could do was make it easy for them. And they knew he always kept the door open, even on those weekends and holidays when he worked.
“Shall we go for a walk?” he suggested. “The Christmas decorations in the area deserve to be admired, don’t you think?” He wasn’t sure if Parrish would agree…he’d been stroking the curve of Ran’s hip and nuzzling his neck. Ran wasn’t sure if he’d agree. None of his other lovers, not even Scott, had been so gently tactile, and he was enjoying this to an amazing degree.
But Parrish
