Yes, he traveled with his ID.
And he’d packed Ethan’s too.
Why?
Well, he knew that if he got busted molesting his man in a cabana somewhere, he might need to use his work ID to save their asses.
It was just a precaution.
For them, it was better safe than sorry. Who knew if felonious Native molestation was illegal on the island? Or if there were ordinances against the kind of kinkery he planned on partaking in.
“We’re Feds. We really don’t want anyone to know we’re here. We’re legitimately on vacation, and if anyone asks about us, be suspicious. Don’t make it easy for them to find us—if you know what I mean.”
The man nodded.
“Yes, Sir,” he said, making a note in the system for them not to be ID’d, and he did it without batting an eye.
Because he didn’t question that, Gene pulled cash out of his pocket.
Oh, and Ethan was amused by it too.
That made it sound like they were making a point to rendezvous behind their partner’s backs for some kinky sex fest.
Oh.
Well…
There was a fantasy he wouldn’t mind playing out. That was going in their box of kink at home.
“If anyone asks about us, send them in theWRONGdirection, and then let me know the next time I see you.”
Immediately, Ethan began laughing.
Oh, his man was bribing the concierge, and he didn’t blame him.
Sometimes you had to outthink Corbin, and this was one of those times.
No doubt there.
The man took the‘tip’, and handed them their keys. When he pointed them in the right direction, Gene kept whistling a happy ditty and in the best mood ever. Now, their vacation was about to begin.
As he watched him get all giddy, Ethan shook his head.
“You’re going to annoy him by reverse Uno-ing him with messing with his plans.”
Gene grinned.
“I know. He’ll have to wander around looking for us, and that will annoy Will, who will likely want to pet a dolphin or cuddle a sloth he finds on the side of the road. While he’s planned to annoy me, I’m out chess-ing him. This is the highlight of my day. Well, after fucking you stupid. That’s the real highlight.”
Ethan snorted.
“Good to know, Chess Master.”
Oh, with Corbin, you needed to be. The man was lowkey maniacal.
As they approached the room, Ethan pointed.
“That’s us. I hope you like it,” he said.
