Ethan glanced over.
“Yes, please.”
That purr in his voice was enough to give Gene chills. He wondered if Ethan realized how powerful he was in this relationship.
Because he was.
To get ready, Gene leaned against the counter, and his sexy man got his face ready to be shaved. With gentle fingers, he smeared shaving cream on his face, and the whole time, Ethan was pressed to his body.
Yeah, this was nice.
“What would you like to get as a tattoo?” Gene asked, as he enjoyed the intimacy of this man running a razor over his face.
He didn’t hesitate.
“Anything you think is appropriate. I already have a lot of ink, so we can tuck it somewhere on my body. I think it should be more prevalent to what you want since you don’t have as much ink. All you have is the tattoo on your ribs that you got for Christmas for me.”
Gene knew the truth.
He was going to cover himself in ink, and most of it would be significant of their relationship. He’d make them lowkey, so no one knew about them, but each and every tattoo would have its core based on this man.
HIS.
MAN.
“I’ll decide when we get home toPhilly. Then, we’ll go together,” he stated.
That worked for him.
Ethan kissed him, and it caught Gene off guard. When he broke the kiss, he stared into his eyes.
“I love you. Thank you for giving me this.”
Gene smiled.
“My love,” he said, framing his face with his hands, “you’re giving me the bigger gift. If someone doesn’t look at you and think that you’re a treasure, then they don’t belong in your life. You’re an amazing man, and I can’t wait to explore with you. You’re finding yourself, EJ, and that’s a beautiful journey. Thank you for sharing it with me.”
There he was again.
Gene was always making him feel good.
ALWAYS.
There was no doubt that Gene truly loved him, and there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for him. That was a gift in itself.
After he finished shaving him, both men got dressed. It was going to be a dress-down kind of a work week.
They didn’t have a lot of work clothes here. They each brought some dressier things, simply to cover their bases, but for the most part, it was jeans and a shirt for each of them. Their vacation plans had been to be naked, so...
Gabe could suck it.
“What will I be wearing out?” Ethan asked, as he was buttoning his shirt.
Gene looked over, recalling that the man had told him to decide if there would be work and play, or just work.
That was a no-brainer.
“Do you really want me to decide?” he asked. “Because I have something, but it’s brutal.”
