"Thanks." Beau closed his eyes briefly against the touch, sighing. The chaotic swirl of thoughts from earlier were settling down now, resting heavy on his shoulders. Sex was the last thing on his mind - he just wanted to draw comfort from someone who had been his confidant and a constant through the years. Beau's hand found Nate's, his head full of regret for all the things that he knew he'd missed out on over the years.
He tugged Nate towards his bedroom. "Tell me about the club tonight," he said, in obvious need of a distraction. "All the pretty people."