Picking up on Vic's discomfort, Matt gave his shoulder a playful squeeze. "What is it?"
Vic shook his head, trying to clear it, but he had never been the most alert person upon waking. It usually took him an hour or so to get his bearings together and get on with his day. But that damn tabloid had printed Matt's name, and Vic had promised ... "I'm taking you to work."
Matt's smile widened. "Vic, please. You're not even dressed."
"My robe," Vic answered, as if that settled it.
But Matt eased him back to the bed, and planted a quick kiss on the top of his bald head. "I'll be fine," he assured Vic. "It's been what, two days? Three? And how long was that paper in the store before we saw it? No one's called here looking for me."
When his head touched the pillow, Vic felt the morning creep up on him and his whole body felt too weary to face the day. "Phone's in my name," he muttered. "Lease is, too. But the gym--"
"I'll be fine," Matt said again. "Roxie's fielding my calls, remember? She's harder to get around than the Secret Service, I swear."
"Hmm." Vic struggled to open his eyes, but the sheets were so warm around him, Matt's voice so comforting and low, his hand on Vic's chest soothing. It was hard to get riled up at the moment. Easing a hand out from beneath the covers, he touched Matt's knee; instantly, his lover grasped that hand in his own, twining his fingers with Vic's to raise it to his lips for a kiss. The damp imprint of his mouth cooled on Vic's skin. With a hitching breath, Vic sighed, "Roxie."
Whatever else Vic planned to say was lost as his mind slipped back down into the confusing murk of his dreaming mind. He heard Matt chuckle as he kissed him again, and felt more than heard his lover whisper, "She likes you, you know?"
::She likes you,:: Vic corrected, his mouth too relaxed to form the words that spoke directly into his lover's mind. ::If we weren't together, you'd probably have to fend her off every day.::
Matt laughed. "You know," he teased, leaning down over Vic to kiss his slack cheek, "I bet if we asked her to join us, like in a threesome, she'd do it."
That woke Vic up. His eyelids flew open again, widened in horror. His heart practically stopped in his chest. Was Matt serious? Did he really want someone else between them? Someone like her?
But the gleam in his lover's eyes told Vic he was only kidding.
"Oh jeez, the look on your face," Matt said with a grin. "You didn't really think--"
"Don't do that to me," Vic growled. Relief coursed through him, so poignant it made him want to grasp Matty in a fierce hug and never let go. "Don't even joke about it. God, it's too damn early for that shit."
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