Lawson steps inside and lets loose a celebratory whoop at the sight of them. Beelining over to Troy, he hooks an arm over his neck and drags his head down until he can place a kiss to the top of his head. Troy struggles, trying to pull free from the headlock. “Hey! Better not do that in front of my boyfriend.” “He doesn’t mind,” Sam puts in mildly, and Lawson laughs.
