“Exactly.” Hayden grabbed Kenny’s hand and pulled him in the direction of the stairs. He knew he could no more drag Kenny than lift him, so the fact Kenny went willingly was a relief.
Hayden let go of Kenny’s hand once they’d entered the bedroom. Kenny reached for the hem of his T-shirt but was stopped by a glare from Hayden.
“Okay, sorry.” Kenny raised his hands in surrender. “This is your show from now on. So, where do you want me?”
Hayden bit his lip. He was unused to making decisions in their relationship. He didn’t mind. Kenny’s take-charge attitude turned him on, and the big stud hadn’t steered them wrong yet.
“Hayden?” Kenny raised an eyebrow.
“Just taking all of you in.”
“You’ve seen me before. Loads of times.”
That was true, but this felt different somehow. Earlier, Hayden
