It had been a lovely afternoon in Paris. Nate always enjoyed showing his favorite people his favorite haunts in the city, but there was something particularly special about exploring the city with Beau. Despite the fact that he'd always welcomed his trysts with Beau over the years, he'd never actually held much hope that he would be able to do these sorts of things with the man.
"Making a splash holds plenty of appeal, but I won't be disappointed to not do so," he admitted, his own lips turning up in one corner as his hand turned over to take Beau's.
He also wouldn't be disappointed to take Beau home and enjoy the man with the knowledge that they'd just spent the day together publicly, that they didn't have to hide anything, that Beau had chosen him for this first. There was a lot of satisfaction in that, but more, a lot of peace and hope.
"Do you have a preference?" he asked, one brow arching up.