"Course I do," he husked in return. "I think about you all the time." And he did. Oh the dirty thoughts that had crossed his mind, laced up under the love and protectiveness he had for Malcolm. One in particular that was highlighted with the hitch of his breath as Malcolm looked up at him from under those thick eyelashes, delicious lips curled in a intoxicating smile.

"I love watchin' you enjoy yourself." The admittance came through a tight throat as his hands resettled on Malcolm's elbows, the rest of his too soft flesh out of reach as dark eyes watched the new yorker from above. "But I'm guessin' you already knew that."