Chapter 17
“A penny for your thoughts.”
Flynn sipped on the wine in his hand before turning to Calian. “The future.”
He, Calian, and Gage had reached home around ten minutes ago. They had dragged three dining chairs all the way to the edge of the terrace on the eighth floor, along with a bottle of wine and three glasses, before they sat there in silence while enjoying the evening sky. Flynn was seated in the center with his boyfriends on either side of him. Once in a while, he would also admire the view of the various skyscrapers in the distance. They had a lot to discuss, but so far, none of them had broached any of the important topics at all.
“Do you really want kids?” Gage asked.
Flynn glanced at Gage, but his boyfriend wasn’t looking at him. Instead, Gage was staring at the gl
