Roderick leaned over and pressed a kiss to Aland's temple with a slight smirk. Yes, he was aware that the other man's sister was going to be nosy and that his best friend seemed kind of weird in that 'I sleep with girls because I'm a big man' sort of way, but he wasn't worried about it. He knew he should be, but he wasn't. "We'll figure something out," was something of an offhand promise.
When he wanted something, really wanted it, there was little that people could do about it. And this ... he wanted. He'd never had a particularly close relationship with anyone, but he liked this. "And no, I don't know anyone eighteen-ish that needs a girlfriend." Just his cousin Caradoc was anywhere near that age and he had his suspicions that he was taken, so.
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