Nate smiled as Brandon dried him off and they returned to the bedroom. “You realize that was my third shower for the day, don’t you?”
Brandon kissed him and pulled on his boxers. “Mine, too, but who’s counting? And wasn’t it fun getting dirty?”
Nate tugged on his shorts and looked at the bed. “Speaking of dirty, I think we need some fresh sheets.” His face went white. “Oh, God. What is Gale gonna say about the sheets?”
“She raised four boys, Nate. She’s seen crusty sheets before, believe me.”
Nate wasn’t listening. “She’ll know what we’ve been doing in here. I can’t believe we just had s*x in your old bedroom. In your parents’ house, no less.”
Brandon fought hard not to laugh. “Nate, it’s no big deal, really. My mother and father are absolutely thrilled about us being together. Trust
