“I didn’t want to know.”
Kian chuckles. “Now you do. Any chance you could turn that light off?”
“Why are we in bed together?”
Kian opens his eyes. I always knew they were pale green, but the lamp light reveals gold flecks in his irises. “No clue, but you’ve got clothes on.”
“So do you.”
“Then we probably didn’t have sex.” He grins. “Light off?”
“I don’t want to go back to sleep. I want to get these cuffs off.”
I get out of bed. Kian is shorter and slimmer than I am, so he doesn’t have much choice but to follow me by crawling to the side I was lying on.
“We’ll get the key from Rufus,” I say. “Get these cuffs off, and then you can go back to sleep. In your own bed.”
Kian looks around the room. “Uh, this is my bed. You’re the interloper. Not me.”
Now that I’m upright, I have an unberable need to pee. “Fuck.”
“Yes, please.”
I’m sure he’s trying to make me laugh. Normally, I’d appreciate his upbeat, glass-half-full disposition, but right now, I’m not in the mood.
I scowl. “I need the toilet.”
“This room has an en suite.” He gestures to one of the doors.
I don’t move.
“What are you waiting for?” Kian stares at me for a second and lifts our joined wrists. “Oh. It’s okay. I won’t look. You can go first. Unless you want to be a gentleman and let me go first?”
I grit my teeth and resist the urge to cross my legs. “We’re both guys.”
“You could still be gentlemanly.” He stands. “You go first.”
In the bathroom, Kian switches the light on. We stand arm to arm, with him facing the opposite direction.
He yawns and rests his head on my shoulder. “Are you sure you don’t want to go back to sleep after you’ve relieved yourself?” He laughs. “I didn’t mean—but if you need to—”
“I don’t.”
Undoing my jeans and getting my cock out so I can piss is awkward with only one hand. Once I manage it, I stand there, willing myself to piss.
“I thought you were desperate for the toilet,” Kian says.
“I am. It’s hard with you standing there.”
“I’m not looking.”
“You’re listening.”
“Not on purpose. You’ve used public urinals before, right?”
“Yes, but this is different.”
“How?”
