“I’m bonding with the guys?” Reid suggested, shrugging his shoulders as if he were the innocent party in this band of merry men.
The guys just laughed, kissing their loved ones before hopping in a taxi.
That was eight hours ago.
Reid should be back any minute.
Right on cue, the happy trio stumbled into the courtyard, bags overflowing in their hands.
“Oh! Hey, honey!” Reid called, waving a handful of bags at him. “What are you doing out here?”
Niko smiled. “Waiting for you.”
“Oh, that’s so sweet.” Reid stepped up and gave him a kiss.
Niko wrapped his arm around Reid’s waist and pulled his body up against his.
“Mmm, someone’s happy to see me.” Reid grinned, taking note of Niko’s thick cock as it dangled softly against his leg.
Stupidly, Niko had decided to wear the thin cotton pants Reid had bought him special for this trip without any underwear. He didn’t realize until about two minutes ago that in front of the right light, you could totally see his junk through the thin-as-fuck material of his pants.
Was that why Reid bought him the pants?
Suddenly, the smiling man against him didn’t look so innocent.
“I thought we could go for a walk since it’s our last night,” Niko suggested.
“Oh, that sounds like a great idea. Let me just put these bags upstairs.”
Marcus suddenly materialized out of nowhere.
“No need. I’ll take your bags up to your room.”
“But you don’t have our room key,” Reid responded.
Marcus shot him a look. “Please… Like I need a key to enter a room.” He huffed and grabbed the bags from Reid, practically pulling his arms off in the process.
Niko nodded to his boss and friend.
“Guess I’m ready,” Reid said with a shrug as Niko took his hand and led him down toward the water.
Their path was lit with hundreds of twinkle lights, creating one of the most romantic settings Niko had ever seen.
If there was one thing about the Italians, they really knew their romance.
“Umm, it might be a little cool for a night swim,” Reid noted, as they got closer to the water, always the sarcastic son of a bitch.
“No, not exactly.” Niko chuckled, turning to his right and leading them down another path.
This one opened up to a private garden filled with exotic flowers that bloomed only in this part of the region. The walkway was paved with flat, gray and black stones, offering a sturdy path to the single round table set up in the middle of the gardens.
The table was draped with elegant white linen, carefully arranged with fine plates and silverware provided by the generously accommodating hotel staff.
Nikolai had made arrangements for a private dinner in the hotel’s lush gardens for just him and his partner. The manager, an auburn-haired beauty with chestnut eyes and perfectly manicured nails, gushed at the request, expressing how much she loved romantic gestures and promised that the dinner would be both romantic and perfect.
“Oh my god…” Reid gasped as he took in the view before him.
“We couldn’t leave Italy without a little romance of our own,” Nikolai responded, loving the way Reid’s eyes brightened at the gesture.
