"You're more stubborn than me," Adrian replied. "Or you can go on about something for longer. Like a dog with a bone or whatever the saying is."
Adrian ran his fingers through his hair before toweling it off, uncaring that it was in rough, messy spikes. He'd sort it out later if he had to leave their rooms. "I know, baby, I just find it hard to separate things sometimes. I can't switch off as easily as you."
He pressed against Stephen when he wrapped his arms around him, kissing along his jawline almost idly. "You've just got boiling water for blood. Is there any point in me getting dressed if we're going to get naked again soon?"