Ryan leaned against the counter in the kitchen, smiling. That’s what he didn’t understand. When it came to s*x, nothing had changed. In fact, it only got better and better. Jamie came back into the kitchen, barefoot, wearing his old sweats and rubbing his hair with a towel. Ryan was feeling a little more confident after Jamie’s enthusiastic response in the shower, so he took a gamble.
“I was thinking. I’d like to take you away this weekend. I’ve found this fantastic little hotel, really cute and romantic.”
When Jamie didn’t respond immediately, Ryan went to the fridge and started pulling out the salad stuff again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jamie pause in the hair rubbing.
“Ah, it’s Mum’s barbeque this weekend.”
Ryan paused and put the lettuce on the board. He carried on care
