Morning found the two men in the same positions. The phone rang and they both were startled. Adam raised his head to see a sleepy-eyed Brendan smiling at him.
“Sleep well, babe?” he asked, running his hands over Adam’s back. As the phone rang a second time, the quarterback could feel himself growing hard against the linebacker’s firm stomach.
Adam reached for the phone.
“Good morning,” came the recorded message. “This is your wake up call.”
Adam replaced the receiver and stretched up to kiss Brendan. It was a long leisurely kiss that told more than words how Adam was feeling about the situation he was finding himself in. A slight twinge of anxiety about how Brendan would get away without being detected played in the back of his mind, but he put it aside. Brendan was Houdini, it seem
