He liked Carrick playing with his hair. "True. We'll play later. Right now I want you all to myself." Russ smiled, taking Carrick's hand. Any hint of jealousy is gone from his eyes, replaced by longing and desire. Russ stood. "Please, show me how much you missed me." He stood, and followed Carrick to the bedroom. One of Carrick's house slaves could take care of his things.