“This is Parrish Rutledge, Adams. He’ll be staying with me for a while, until he finds a home of his own.”
“How do you do, Mr. Adams.” Parrish held out his hand, and Ran had to admit he was pleased his lover didn’t give the doorman attitude.
“Just Adams, sir. It’s good to meet you.” He turned to Ran. “You’ll inform security, sir?”
“I will.”
“Very good.” Adams opened the door for them, and they stepped inside.
Ran let Parrish gaze around the luxurious lobby for a few minutes, enjoying seeing it from his lover’s view, then hustled him into an empty elevator.
“Wow. This is—”
The doors slid shut, and Ran took that opportunity to kiss Parrish, to nuzzle his throat and fondle the growing erection in his trousers. By the time they exited the elevator and Ran opened his front door and gestured for him to enter, Parrish was breathless and laughing.
“Let me have your coat,” Ran ordered.
Parrish shrugged out of it and handed it to him, staring and clearly not paying attention.