Everything about Andrew was hot, from the hands holding him down to the mouth steadily taking Neil apart. Neil finally understood why his mother thought this was so dangerous.
“neil or nathaniel or whoever,” nicky said. “he’s ours, and we’re not letting him go. you want us to vote on it or something? bet you it’ll be unanimous.”
“Thank you,“ he finally said. He couldn’t say he meant thanks for all of it: the keys, the trust, the honesty and the kisses. Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually. “You were amazing.”
“Andrew dug a finger in Neil’s cheek and forcibly turned his head away. “Don’t look at me like that. I am not your answer, and you sure as fuck aren’t mine.”