Back home, he put the pan on and cooked the burgers as Sage sliced the buns. “What’s your plan for tomorrow?” Bryce asked.
“Workshop at eleven. I’ll rewrite the notes after. You?”
“Gym, group study. Call my mom.”
Sage looked up at that. “You need quiet for that?”
“No,” Bryce said.
“Okay.”
They ate on the couch with plates on the coffee table. The burgers were better than he had expected. Sage said so without sarcasm and reached for a second helping. They watched half of a cooking show and turned it off when the host started yelling.
After, Bryce took Sage’s hand and led him to his bedroom. Sage grinned as he stepped close, his arms going around Bryce’s shoulders. “Missed you,” he whispered before kissing Bryce.
“Me too.” Bryce returned his kiss, moaning as it deepened. “Can’t get enough of you.”
“I know. I want you inside me all the time. Never knew it could be like this.”
“You’re sure you prefer me to top?”
Sage licked across Bryce’s lips before biting the bottom one. “Yeah. I really like it.” Sage stepped back and stripped. “Come here. Bryce. I want to feel you.”
Bryce grinned and stripped before picking Sage up and dropping him on the bed. Sage cried out and then laughed ashe shook his head. He held his arms out and Bryce lay in them, cupping Sage’s face and kissing him deeply.
“Don’t make me wait,” Sage said.
“Not going to.” Bryce grabbed what they needed and placed them on the bed. “Ready?”
“Ready.”
Chapter Eighteen
Harry stopped him outside Bio. “Trivia tonight?”
“Maybe,” Bryce said.
“You always say that.”
“I might show.”
“Bring Sage. It’ll be fun.”
“I’ll text you,” Bryce told Harry.
He cut across the quad to meet Sage, who was leaving engineering as Bryce hit the steps. “Trivia?” Bryce asked when they began walking together.
“Do you want to?” Sage asked.
Bryce shrugged. “Only if you do.”
“Okay,” Sage said. “One hour, then we go home.”
The student bar was loud but not packed when they got there. Tara had grabbed a table near the back where it wasn’t as loud. Harry waved them over. Dan looked like he wanted to say something but kept his mouth shut instead.
“You made it,” Tara shouted.
“For one hour,” Sage told her
