When Gideon looked up at Toby, Toby was staring at him, eyes wide. “Oh.” He stopped, his stomach dropping. “Oh, what?” Toby rubbed his own neck and frowned. “Ah, you’re gonna have to wear a tie to work today. Is it too hot for a turtleneck?” The corner of his lip drew down. “Sorry.” Oh. Toby put one knee on the bed, leaned over, and took Benson. “This little chicky nuggy needs more breakfast.” Then he looked at Gideon’s neck again and grimaced, but also kind of laughed. “Sorry about that.” Well, so much for any awkwardness. Gideon rolled out of bed and went to his bathroom to take a piss and
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