“She refuses to say Valentine’s, did I tell you that?” From the smirk Vic heard in Matt’s voice, it was obvious his lover was already halfway to forgiving him for not having the flowers delivered.
“What’s she calling it, then? Just Friday?” Vic headed for the bathroom—he usually slept in the nude, and even though he hadn’t managed to undress before falling asleep, Matt had stripped him down before tucking him in. No wonder Matt almost strained something! Vic outweighed him by an easy eighty pounds, maybe more, all of it solid muscle.
“She says it’s Happy Hoopla Day,” Matt snorted. “I was like what the f**k? And she goes, because what’s all the damn hoopla about? Where’s she come up with this?”
In the bathroom, Vic flicked on the light. He caught a glimpse of his nakedness in the mirror,
