He wasn’t sure he’d been good enough, today. But Colby said everything was fine. So maybe he had.
“I do.” Answering; Colby would forever have words. “You know how much I appreciate…large men. Powerful. Protective. Absolutely glorious. Those muscles, rippling all over…and they put that oil on you, and…oh, yes. You know about you and me and what gets me, er…yes, let’s say appreciative.”
Jason had to laugh. “Think I got that part figured out, yeah. You totally have a thing for guys who could bench-press you.” He made it a joke, because it was true and they both knew it was; he made it tender, because Colby did have that history of falling for dominant men, guys who were physically and emotionally commanding, guys who’d make the first move and claim him and take him home, or possibly pin him against the wall in a men’s room and take him right there while saying things like I just couldn’t keep my hands off you