“No? Do you have a boyfriend?”
“No.”
“Girlfriend?”
“Not for a long time now.”
“You’re bi?”
“Does that bother you? Some men do not like to be with another who fucks women too.”
“It doesn’t bother me,” Jonah said. “I thought I was bi for a while.”
“What changed your mind?”
“I like men too much to have room for anything else.”
Sacha’s slow smirk widened. “Is there such a thing as liking men too much in your country? You have so much freedom here.”
“I’ve never thought about it,” Jonah admitted. “I know it’s different in Russia, though.”
Sacha’s shrug was inscrutable. “It is, but I do not live there, so I don’t think about it much either.”
“How long have you lived over here?”
“Eleven years.”
Jonah wanted to ask how old that made Sacha. His strong jaw gave his face a maturity that didn’t quite match his boyish features, but he had wise eyes too, the kind of eyes that would be the same until the end of time, giving idiots like Jonah no clue how long he’d been on the earth. “Do you have family over here?”
“Some. Not close, though. Cousins, and their children. I don’t see them.”
“Then why did you come here?”
“To study.”
“Where?”
Sacha’s lips rose a touch more. “That is many questions.”
“Sorry.”
“Is okay. I don’t mind. I studied at Imperial College, then I like the city, so I stay and find work.”
“In app development?”
“Not at first, but it is what happened.”
Something was lost in the phrasing. Jonah tried to puzzle it out, but it was hard to make his brain work while Sacha was still so close and so very naked. He gave up and braved a step sideways, hoping Sacha would take the bait.
He didn’t. He turned the water off and reached for a towel. “I should leave.”
Still breathless from their first fuck, Jonah hadn’t anticipated a second round, but the prospect of Sacha’s departure disappointed him than he could explain. He followed Sacha out of the shower and snagged another towel from the shelf. He wanted to ask him to stay, but how? What was he supposed to say?A sleepover would be weird, but please don’t leave without fucking me again?
No. Definitely not. Some things were better left unsaid. Right?
Reason warred with a stomach-clenching reluctance to let Sacha go. Jonah was a confident man—born to such privilege, how could he have been anything else? But the G&G Christmas ball always left him unsettled, had done for years, ever since—
Stop. That’s what you’re thinking about right now?