Nothing like Billy not looking at him to get Nida worrying. If he just knew what that distraction was, he could do something about it. Make it better. Or at least try. Of course that slips from his mind when Billy licks his lips. Then Nids is just starting at those lips, wishing he could lick them clean himself. And then maybe more.

Billy’s voice jars him back to the present and he smiles, offering over the plate. “ I can leave you to think if you want. Sorta a hosts anyway. I think I owe the others my smiling ace. And to try, you know, actually smiling. I should check in on Seifer and the food, see if he needs me to fetch anything. We can meet up Wednesday. Here or at your place if you want. I promise to handle all furniture rearranging.”