After dinner, Teddy and Geoff sat down around the fireplace for s’mores with Ciaran. As they roasted their marshmallows, Teddy glanced at Geoff, who nodded.
“We wanted to talk about yesterday,” Teddy said.
“I had fun,” Ciaran said. “I promise.”
“Good,” Geoff said. “So, we wanted to make sure things were clear. We were having fun.”
“Of course,” Ciaran said. “I didn’t expect you guys to ask me to move in or something.”
“We were worried,” Teddy said. “It was your first time, so we didn’t know how you felt.”
“Will there be another chance before I leave?” Ciaran said.
“Let’s take it one day at a time and see where things go. We don’t want to force anything,” Geoff said.
What? Teddy quickly looked over at him. They’d agreed to cut it off. He kept his mouth shut, deciding they’d talk about it later.
“Fair,” Ciaran said. “I’m going to head up to bed. You guys have a great night.”
“Night,” Teddy and Geoff said.
Once they heard Ciaran’s door close, Geoff looked at Teddy. “That went better than I thought.”
“Yeah, but I thought we were going to make it clear it was a one-time thing. I think you got his hopes up.”
“I’m sorry,” Geoff said. “I didn’t know what else to say.”
“I get that,” Teddy said. “But we can’t make it into more than it was: just some fun with a hot guy.”
“I know,” Geoff said.
Teddy watched Geoff. He wanted to tell him he enjoyed it more than with any guy before, but couldn’t. Ciaran was a great guy, but again, it was just fun.
But what if it’s more?
Teddy cleaned up the dishes and kitchen before settling into his chair withRound and Roundby Andrew Grey.
It was difficult to find romance novels about gay or bi men written by gay or bi men. Andrew Grey was a go-to. He was always on target with the connections and the realism of what it’s like to be a gay man.
Geoff brought him a cup of hot chocolate.
“Thank you.” Teddy set the book on the table and took the mug.
“How’s the book?”
“It’s good,” Teddy said. “Andrew Grey is amazing at telling a story.”
“That’s nice,” Geoff said.
“You should try it.”
“I’ll pass,” Geoff said. “I prefer my mystery novels.”
Geoff sat in the other chair, put on his reading glasses, and openedThe Girl on the Train.
They sat there in silence for an hour, each enthralled in his own story.
It’d been a long day. They hadn’t planned to have sex with Ciaran yesterday; they’d wanted something more special. When he caught them, everything changed. It felt right, and it was a great time. What would they do now? Ciaran had enjoyed it as much as they did, and they all seemed to want to do it again.
