Back up in his room with the laptop opened up before him on the table, his shorts off and tossed carelessly on the floor, and Derek's cam show loading albeit too slowly, Reggie battled two emotions; excitement at the prospect of seeing Derek perform alone once again — not that he hated that Franc guy, but he wasn't a good fit for Derek, even to work with — and shame at how fickle-minded he was. He'd tried to convince himself he wouldn't watch Derek's show tonight but would rather go clubbing and pick up a slut for s*x, but that idea had diminished quickly the minute he walked into Derek preparing to go out for that run.
He didn't understand it. Derek pushed all the buttons Reggie didn't even know he had. But it was really hard figuring out if his attraction towards the blonde was lust or
