Monday morning when Trace isn’t at the studio by ten, Adam and Mike sit out in the parking lot and wait for him. Adam stayed the whole night this time, sleeping in Paol’s arms on the futon in his office, and just woke up about an hour ago. Paol left a few moments before Adam, crawling over him as he planted giddy kisses on Adam’s belly. “Be right back,” he promised, wanting to go home and freshen up a bit.
After the door closed quietly behind Paol, Adam considered just snuggling into the warmth of the covers on the futon and waiting for his lover to return. Then he got a good whiff of himself and thought a shower and new pair of briefs wasn’t such a bad idea after all. Dressing in the clothes he’d worn the day before, Adam downstairs and past Lewis in the lobby, who scowled but didn’t s
