The touch to his face caught him off guard, not thinking the man before him would notice the tension. He could see confusion in the blue eyes, but he didn’t venture an explanation. As far as he knew Twink wouldn’t want to know that he’d been jealous. That would suggest attachment, which wasn’t something either of them had admitted to yet.
‘I like you too. I just need to work stuff out.’ Marcus stepped closer as the red head bit his lip, leaning down, he kissed the other man carefully, being a lot gentler than most people would ever give him credit for. He knew their situation was farcical, hiding from everyone. Things would be simpler if they were out in the open, but George was right; Marcus was scared.
Letting the light go out, Marcus slipped his arms around the younger man, lifting him easily and carrying him through to the bedroom. Laying him on the bed, he took the bottle of Jack and drank a mouthful before setting it on the bedside cabinet, looking down at the red head sprawled on his silk sheets. ‘Going to get those clothes off, then?’
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