Micah shrugged. “Use our imaginations?”
“Hm.” Mark nodded. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”
Nick laughed.
“Okay…” Micah stood up, chuckling softly. “I’m going to shower then get ready to go.”
While in the shower, Micah did his best not to think about his afternoon with Graham—which proved futile as he imagined the large walk-in shower upstairs at Graham’s place. Would they make use of it tonight? Or possibly the tub?
Stop thinking about it,he chided himself as heat spread through hisSouthern border,encouraging a renewed arousal. He didn’t want to show up Graham’s door stiff as a board—although, he wasn’t sure how he could return to him in any other condition.
Mark and Nick walked him to the door when he was ready to leave. “I know it’s just a short drive to his place,” Nick said, “but drive slow andcareful.It’s getting nasty out there. And though I’m sure you planned to anyway…” he smiled. “It’s probably best if you spent the night over there.”
Micah nodded, returning his smile. “That is the plan.”
“Hey.” Mark hugged him and squeezed him tight in his arms. “Have afabuloustime. You deserve it.”
“Indeed,” Nick agreed and hugged him as well. “We can’t wait to meet him tomorrow.”
“I can’t wait, either,” Micah murmured. “We’ll be over in the morning.”
Micah bundled up and walked quickly to his car as the night around him grew more rambunctious. He couldn’t wait to be back in Graham’s warm house…and cuddled up to Graham’s warm body.
Tonight, I get to make love to the man of my dreams.
Micah shivered, smiled, and directed the rental car back toward heaven.
