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“I can’t believe you’re dodging the question like that.”
Tristan laughed and reached for his wine glass. He took a sip. “No, that wasn’t a proposal. When I propose to you, Leo, and I will, you’ll know it.”
Leo smiled. “And then we’ll have a fun wedding.”
“The most fun wedding,” Tristan agreed. He hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe I’ll wear a dress.”
“You have the legs for it.”
“Oh, I know. The rotation hours are hell, but all that walking has given me the calves of, well… someone with great calves.”
Leo frowned. “Achilles?”
“I think he was known for his heels, and it turned out they weren’t actually so great. Oooh, will I wear heels again?” He gasped as he was struck by a stroke of genius. “We could get married at the shop! Miss O’Jenny could officiate!”
“I’m not getting married at my place of work.”
Tristan shrugged. “Liam did.”
“Yes, but Liam works at a winery, not a sex shop.”
“You said you wanted fun! What’s more fun than a sex shop? You could throw a dildo instead of a bouquet! An entire bouquet of dildoes.”
Leo threw his head back and laughed. “Whoever catches this bag of dicks is next in line to marry their bag of dicks?”
“Speaking of bags of dicks, I thought the sex basket from Liam’s folks was a nice touch. Weird, but nice. I was expecting something more like a cheese platter.”
“I’m not sold on the quality, to be honest. And I’m sure we could offer them a better variety.”
“God, you’re such a professional now! Go on, lecture me on dildoes. The impromptu talk I got last week about varying degrees of firmness was legitimately fascinating.”
“Stop!” Leo flicked water at him.
“No, it was! Even at my sluttiest, I was only ever an enthusiastic amateur!”
“So enthusiastic,” Leo reminded him with a grin, “that you offered to blow me at a wake.”
“It’s what Jimmy would have wanted.”
“That’s actually very true.”
“And it was the best offer you ever turned down.”
“It was.” Leo threaded their fingers together under the water. “I’m glad I took you up on it the second time.”
“Me, too.”
“How much do you think a hot tub would cost?” Leo asked. “We could get a deck and a hot tub.”
“At home?”
Leo hummed.
“I mean, we have the equity, but it’s a terrace house. It has a yard the size of a postage stamp. Do you really want to lose half of it getting a deck put in?”
“I suppose not.” Leo’s smile grew. “What are you grinning about?”
“I’m so domesticated these days,” Tristan said. “With my very adult, very responsible career and my business-owning boyfriend, with whom I discuss things like potential home renovations and equity. And I love it. It’s not even the slightest bit chaotic, and I love it.”
