Dylan grinned. "Very much alive, so yes they found the curse. Not a day too soon." The scary part of that statement was how true it was. He truly doubted that he would have survived another night. He'd barely been conscious when they performed the spells that cured them.
He laughed as Patrick went on. "Three months, two hand jobs and one broken confidence later, it's definitely gone. More like dead and buried, at least on my end. I'm so not trying that again. I always thought the point of a relationship was to have sex and someone you trust in the same person - turns out you don't get sex and you can't trust someone."
"Fucking is much easier," he said with a smile, a smile that grew wider as Patrick went on. "Well I wasn't planning on going there but if you're offering I certainly can't refuse," he answered with a smirk.