"He would tell you to stop teasing me and put me out of my misery." Booker slid into Nicky's lap, calves bracketing his thighs as he made himself comfortable. "He usually takes my side when you tease me like this."

Though, maybe after so long without warming their bed the husbands would unite "against" him. Booker wasn't sure where Joe was anyway. He might join them later or he might be taking a nap.

He rubbed his hands across Nicky's shoulders and down his chest. "I don't remember you being so broad. What have you been up to, Nicky?"