Chapter 7This had to be what people did on their honeymoons; Henry was sure of it. He had called in sick for the rest of the week, and they had barely left the bed since. Gere had his head buried between Henry’s legs, seemingly with his heart set on exploring every inch of him and how it made Henry react. Other than his manager wishing him a feel better soon, his phone had been more or less silent except for the occasional text update from Evan, so when the phone actually rang, it startled him. Not Gere, though; it seemed like nothing could bother him enough to abandon his mission right then.
“Back off, back off a little, no poking at it,” Henry warned. His phone screen showed Evan’s caller ID and he cursed himself for not checking in with him properly at a more opportune time. He couldn’
