“We were talking.“
“Looked like quite a little talk to me.”
“Wait, we were just talking about some things.”
“Are you bi?”
“What?”
“You heard me. Are. You. Bisexual?”
“No! You think I was putting a move on Celeste? Ah, geez.” Ramon slapped his forehead. “Oh, Brandon, no. You’ve got it all wrong. I don’t do girls. And even if I did, I sure wouldn’t go after a married woman.”
“Really?” Brandon looked at him, those soft brown eyes and long eyelashes.
“I like cock. Trust me.”
“Can I?”
Ramon scooted closer to Brandon. He put one slender hand on Brandon’s arm. “Yes, you can.”
Brandon took his hand and squeezed it gently. “So, what were you doing with my sister?’
“I think you should talk to her. It’s not my place.”
“I’ll do that. In the meantime…” He let his gaze drop to Ramon’s lips. “Can we kiss and make up?”
“Absolutely!” Ramon surged against him, smiling, his lips smooth, soft.