Chapter 2Benjamin Upton had sort of figured Dane would be a bit shocked by his suggestion. And it really hadn’t been spur of the moment. He and Urie had long been thinking about it.
The thing of it was, Ben had met Urie a couple of years ago at an event that could have only been called an orgy. It wasn’t the sort of place Ben had ever expected to be at. Or to meet someone who would become his husband.
Ben had gone there on a dare, to be honest. One day he’d been working on a commissioned sculpture for a client when that client told him about these once-a-month events. It was all guys, Ben had been told. One of them had a big house in the Hollywood Hills, and the third Saturday of every month, he invited a group of guys to “come drink and whoop it up.” Or so that’s how the client put it.
