Vincent glanced over at CJ as he navigated the steep road, he watched his lips twitch as he tried to fight back a smile.
“Stop pouting,” CJ said glancing over a slow smile spreading across his face.
“You drove up here.” Vincent said with a pout. “You keep taking control and I’m going to feel emasculated.”
“So you want to take control?” CJ asked, biting his lower lip. His eyes were focused on the road. His mind was already going to various other places at the thought of Vincent taking control.
“I can think of something I’d like to control.” Vincent placed his hand on CJ’s thigh, making his heart beat faster. He had the feeling that they might be late picking up dinner. CJ knew that Emily would understand. They had discussed this happening. It was inevitable, and he was happy
