I nudge his knee with mine.
This isn’t as scary as I thought it would be.
It’s kind of intimate actually, confiding in him about my horny awakening.
But only because he’s being so good about it.
“Not my finest moment,” I admit. “We had to be more discreet after that.”
“Honestly? It sounds romantic.”
“It was. Being with him was the first time I ever fell that hard for someone. I only let one other guy close after that. Peter. But he was more interested in women. Married one eventually.”
I study the flames as they dance in tandem.
“And yes, I loved Jake. Very much. Hurt like hell when it fell to pieces. Guess everyone thinks that when they’re young.”
Marco laces our fingers together, taking it all in.
“What happened? I mean, you don't have to…”
But I let the words flow.
“After we graduated, I came home early and found him kissing someone else in our bed. And I don't like to share.”
He lifts my hand to his cheek, closing his eyes for a moment.
Perhaps he’s no stranger to this depth of pain.
His words are hushed when he says it.
“Jake and Peter must be kicking themselves for fumbling the hottest man alive.”
“Let them,” I smile. “I'm exactly where I want to be.”
Pulling Marco onto my lap, I tousle with his shirt.
The kiss grows heated.
He loosens the button on my jeans.
But then, I remember.
“Baby…”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t think I’m letting you off the hook.”
His hand hovers inside my pants.
“No?”
“You promised you'd tell me about Porter.”
His smile is sheepish.
“Sure you wanna hear it?”
