[Remy rolled his eyes playfully, rubbing a thumb along Rhett’s jaw.] So confident in me, Rhett… I’m not that great of a catch… [his voice was soft, tender, eyes focused on the asset’s face. A faint smile ghosted across Remy’s lips, before he shook his head.] Little shit. [he laughed, hoisting Rhett up into his arms, the asset’s legs around his waist, Remy’s arms looped under the man’s ass.]
If I'm not confident in you then who will be? [Rhett tipped his head to the side and slowly drug his fingers down the larger man's jaw. He chuckled quietly as he was picked up happily wrapping his legs around the man's waist so he could get carted off to the bedroom.] You love it, don't lie.











