"Adrian, I'm not expecting anything," Stephen said when he turned around. "This isn't a competition. I don't want you to know everything, no one can, and as long as we do it together, we'll be fine. That's all I was trying to say."
He put jeans and a shirt on, fine quality clothes, but nothing extravagant, because the attention should be on Adrian not his clothes. "Everything I want, ah? I remember a time when you used to tell me never to say those words." However, he already know what he wanted to try, and they wouldn't need toys. If he was right, then they had a great night. If he wasn't right, then it'd blow up in his face, but he hoped that he was reading Adrian right.