He liked these little bites, the way Nathan’s teeth nipped at his skin, the damp imprint his friend’s lips left behind.
“But breakfast can wait.”
Wes laughed and twisted out of Nathan’s embrace. “We’re waiting, remember? You wanted to wait last night.”
Nathan sighed. “I was hoping maybe you forgot. I’m tired of waiting—don’t laugh at me!”
“It’s just been one day,” Wes told him with a grin, cracking the eggs into a pan. When Nathan stuck his foot out and pushed at his butt with his toes, Wes danced out of the way. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?”
“Then why wait any longer?” Nathan countered.
Wes rolled his eyes and laughed. “Your logic…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “You should’ve been on the debate team at State.”
Nathan’s foot pushed against Wes’s ass a
