The rest of winter break was, in Vin’s opinion, rather idyllic.
Much to Vin’s delight, Beau proved to be extremely ticklish. He would resist the prompting to react until he couldn’t contain it anymore, which usually resulted in several bursts of giggles, followed by pinning Vin to whatever surface happened to be available. From there, Vin discovered that it usually only took a raised eyebrow or subtle shift of his hips to encourage Beau’s thoughts in an amorous direction.
It was after one such event, which resulted in the coffee table being flipped over by accident and they hadn’t recovered their motivation for anything besides lying on the carpet, fingers interlocked, that Beau first raised the question.
“So, what now?” Beau asked. He was leaning on his elbow, tracing idle designs on V
