Shiloh’s breath hitched. s*x on phone. He had heard of it before, maybe even thought about it once or twice—but hearing Archer suggest it so casually made something stir inside him.
Archer waited for his answer, a smug grin already forming on his face as if he knew what Shiloh would say. Shiloh clicked his tongue, annoyed at how predictable Archer seemed to think he was. Still, he stood up, walked to the door, and locked it before returning to his bed.
"Okay," he replied.
There was a pause on the line.
Archer’s eyes widened in surprise.
"Wait… you’re agreeing?" he asked, just to make sure he heard it right.
Shiloh leaned back against his pillows and nodded, even though Archer couldn’t see him. After everything that happened today, maybe a distraction wasn’t such a bad idea.
"Well,
