I’m staring at the questions, feeling flustered. He’s sexy. Just fucking sexy. Damn. “Where was I?” “Question number two,” Alec offers, crossing his legs, looking at me as if he’s slowly undressing me. “Right, question number two.” I open my eyes wider, trying to focus before I read, “When we’re fucking, do you guys…do guys?” Cole chokes on his newly made scotch. As Reed breathes out, “Now it’s a party.” Goddammit. It sounded way more discreet when I wrote it. I tuck my hair behind my ears, feeling dampness on my hairline. Am I sweating?
