“No worries, Bane. My lips are sealed. I hope you two feel comfortable and safe being yourselves with us though. All we’d be is happy for you.”
“I know that. We both know that. He’s just…” I glance over my shoulder. “Let’s just say he was surprised to know I have romantic intentions towards him.”
Ridley chuckles. “Dude is oblivious, but I’m sure you’ll get him there. You going all in now?”
I nod. “And then some.”
“I’m so here for that.” He lifts his hand for a high five, so I slap it.
Jerryn comes in seconds later, walking over to both of us, and from behind, he leans his chin on my shoulder. It’s not something he’s really done before; at least, not in front of other people.
Ridley smiles. “Hey, Jerr. How’s it going?”
“Good.” He steps around to my side and glances at me. “Really good.”
“Glad to hear it. I’m gonna go flirt with my man before he gets too busy. See you, guys.”
“Bye,” Jerryn says while I up-nod.
I turn to face Jerryn. “Full disclosure, I told Ridley, but I asked him to keep it to himself.”
Jerryn nods. “Okay.”
“I hope that was okay. I felt I should because it was his talk with me that got me moving.”
“Of course. It’s your life too. I just meant I didn’t want to hold a family meeting about it.”
I laugh. “Fair.”
“Want to help me with the chairs?”
“Yeah. One sec though. Do you remember a long time ago, we were at happy hour and the guys were making sex jokes. Pretty vulgar ones.”
He nods. “I remember.”
“We talked about it that night. About how you feel when you hear things like that, but if I remember correctly, you sort of blew it off.”
“It doesn’t bother me. I’m used to hearing stuff like that. When I was younger, it made me wonder what it would be like to even think like that, much less to feel like fucking everything that moves.”
“And now? When the guys joke and tease?”
Jerryn shrugs. “I don’t think about it that much. I know it’s how most people experience sex and dating. I find it sort of interesting in a way. Why are you asking?”
“It was just on my mind.”
“Don’t worry about me so much. I’m a big boy. I can take care of myself.”
“I know.”
“But thank you.” He leans in and kisses my cheek. “For caring.”
“Always.”
A pretty smile lights up his face. “What should we do after work?”
“Hang out. Cuddle. Watch something.”
Jerryn nods, still smiling. “Maybe kiss?”