Greg took his coat, scarf and hat, shook off the snow, and put them in the closet. He gave Cisco a kiss. “Your Manhattan will be ready in a minute. Do you want me to run you a bath?”
“No Manhattan tonight. We’re doing a scene, remember.” Cisco smiled thinking of the surprise he had for his boy. “You go up and use the shower, unless you’re already clean.”
“I’m clean, Sir. I’ve been doing it in the afternoon since you’ve been coming home early.” Greg blushed.
“Good boy. You are so thoughtful and put my needs first.” Cisco smiled again and ruffled Greg’s hair.
“You’re my Sir, of course I put your needs first.” Greg bristled at the thought he wasn’t holding up his end of the contract. Brian was right. He should have given more thought as to whether or not he could live with the man he loved without Cisco loving him back.
“Baby, I was speaking to you. You were lost in thought.” Cisco looked annoyed.