Scott couldn’t believe he was having such an easy conversation and one that kept a smile on his face.
“Really? What is it then, mister know it all?”
“It’s purple,” Scott answered.
“Damn, maybe we do know some things about each other,” Quintus said chuckling.
“So answer my question, do you want kids?”
“I think the question you should be asking is how many?”
“All right, how many?”
“At least ten,” Quintus told him with a straight face.
“Tell me you’re joking,” Scott said in shock.
“Hell no. But depending on my mate, I might settle for seven.”
Scott shook his head, chuckling. “I wish you luck, convincing your mate to have that many kids.”
Quintus tilted his head to the side and licked his lips, as he leaned closer to Scott. His moist lips were almost touching his. Scott was suddenly assaulted by the most enticing scent. It had his cock responding and him forgetting what the hell they were talking about.
“It won’t be hard.”
“What won’t be hard?” Scott said, confused.
Quintus didn’t answer as he sat back in his chair, putting space between them.
“So, what time do I need to be at your place tonight?”
“What?” Scott asked, still not sure what just happened.
“You invited me to your place for dinner and to show me your playroom. What time should I show up?”
“Seven,” Scott answered, finally getting his bearings. “Oh, and make sure you call your running partner to tell him you won’t be available tomorrow.”
“Do you plan on doing naughty things to me?”
Scott smiled, turning the tables on the other man and leaving his answer to Quintus’s imagination.
Fuck, I’m going to love teasing him.
Chapter Ten
Quintus walked into Creatures of Comfort and looked around for Grayson. He spotted his friend talking with a customer.
He licked his lips and held back his moan, tasting the remnants of the passionate kiss he’d shared with Scott before they’d separated. Erica being the good friend she was, had allowed them to use her manager’s office just for a few minutes while they said goodbye properly.
Quintus cleared his throat and focused on the reason he was seeking out Grayson. He needed information on the bondage and submission lifestyle and figured Grayson was the perfect person to ask. Once Grayson was done with his customer, Quintus walked over to the counter.
“Hey, you got a few minutes?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Grayson said, looking at his cellphone. “What’s up?”
“Can we go into your office? I need some help on a particular subject.”
“Oh, this sounds like it’s going to be good,” Grayson said excitedly.
