“Want to come in?” Toby asked, as they approached his apartment door. His heart pounded hard in his chest. It was getting late, he knew, close to midnight, and Lucas probably had to film the show in the morning.
Lucas stopped his hand as he went to turn the key in the door. He reached up to grasp Toby’s chin, forcing their eyes to meet. “I do. If you want to go slow, though, I shouldn’t.”
Why did he want to go slow? Oh, yeah, to prove he wasn’t some easy slut. If he let Lucas in tonight he knew they would have s*x. And if he had any regrets after, if Lucas was then finished with him, he’d have only himself to blame. But if Lucas only wanted him for s*x that wasn’t going to change even if they waited through a month of dates, would it?
“Toby?”
“Come inside,” he whispered. He fumbled wit
