“We don’t have to do anything.”
Phillip let out a quiet laugh. “Am I that transparent?”
Side by side in bed, Gary had not doubted for a minute that Phillip lay wondering whether Gary expected s*x.
“A little. Yes.” Gary’s hand whispered down over the man’s skin from collar to hipbone. “No strings attached if we do, but that’s not what’s bothering you, is it?”
He didn’t need to hear Phillip’s response of, “No,” followed by a little click in the man’s throat to know he spoke the truth.
“Is it because it’s Nick and Alex in the other room, or would you feel the same if it was just anyone?”
“Anyone, I guess. Though…” As well as the creases of a frown forming between his brows, Phillip’s gaze roamed, searching. What Phillip was looking for, he could only find inside himself. Another click i
