"Seems like you're figurin' it out on your own," I murmur, shivering at more than just the cold. My hands settle on the small of his back, his skin warm under layers of clothes, and pulling him as close as I can get him.

"It's been a while since I fucked a guy outside," I laugh, realizing that it hasn't been since the island... Since Mike, or maybe Tom. I don't know why that suddenly seems significant, but it does.