“I thought you had to get back to work,” Caleb said as he sat down at the table Harrison and Mark currently occupied. In a semi-private corner, he could almost act like Megan wasn’t only yards away in her kitchen, looking deliciously rumpled after his kisses.
Sure, he could totally act like that wasn’t a reality right now. Too bad his aching c**k told him otherwise.
“I lied.” Harrison tossed a bite of muffin into his mouth. “I just thought you’d rather avoid getting caught with your pants down. Again.”
Caleb grunted and gave Harrison the finger. “I haven’t gotten caught with my pants down ever,” he muttered.
“Metaphorically. Jubilee told me all about what happened the day before. And then a little bird told me that you stayed over at Megan Flannigan’s last night.” Harrison grinned at C
