Mike and Rob's newfound love was gratifying, although I was still a bit put out by their reactions from just a moment ago. I wondered if I should make more changes to them... but really, I just wanted them gone, so I could spend some time alone with Phillip.
I turned to my hunky true love. "Phillip, didn't you tell me that Mike and Rob were celebrating their one-year anniversary today?" There was a flicker on his face, as a nanosecond of confusion was replaced by confirmation and a nod, as reality bent to my words.
"Yep. One year together. Met at the gym, of course." Phillip smiled at his friends, who were now gazing lovingly at each other.
"So yeah. Just wanted to stop by and say hi. But I see you're busy, Phillip," Rob said, never taking his eyes off of Mike.
"We'll be going. Don't want to get in the way," Mike added, still looking at Rob. The coy smirks they were giving each other made it clear that they planned to celebrate a year together in style.
Phillip stood up, and escorted them out, and locked the door behind them. He returned, looking sexy as ever, his body tall and built. "Sorry about that, Francis," he said, as he sat down on the couch beside me. "No more distractions," he whispered, his voice getting low as he leaned in to kiss me. His lips pressed against mine, firm and soft all at once, moist but not sloppy. I was in heaven. My hands wandered up to caress his chest, feeling the firm muscle beneath his shirt. He moaned appreciatively. I could feel a hard rod in his shorts press against my leg as he leaned in. My head was swimming with excitement!