By the time Colin made it home all he wanted was fifteen minutes alone in the shower followed by ten solid hours of sleep. He had no idea that an afternoon with Arturo would be so utterly exhausting. The actor had been serious about using his day off to sightsee and explore the city, and Colin found himself going places he’d never been, doing things he’d never considered, all just to make Arturo smile. It would have been physically exhausting even without the stress of trying to figure out if Arturo wanted to f**k him. At least Grady didn’t waste time being coy.
Colin made it all the way to the front door before he realized there was another car parked in front of the house. A familiar black one. Grady was there. Grady James was there in his house doing what, exactly? Couldn’t he give Col
