Speaking of Jenna…
“Why isn’t she in school?” Bobby asks, trying not to grin as Dave crosses the room. The man oozes s*x, Bobby can’t deny it, and he wishes it were already after five so they could drop Jenna at his parents’ and return to the apartment alone to do dirty, wonderful things to each other. “Tell me she didn’t wear that getup this morning.”
“She came home and changed,” Dave says, sitting on the edge of Bobby’s desk. He leans down and claims a kiss from his lover, his lips lingering over Bobby’s. Into Bobby’s mouth, he whispers, “Happy anniversary.”
“Is that what this is all about?” Bobby murmurs. “It hasn’t been a whole year yet.”
He feels Dave grin against his lips. “Six months is cause enough to celebrate. Turn off your computer.”
“Like it’s that easy. I’m at work.” Bobb
