"I didn't use to be exclusive either, you know that as well as I do," Dale said, pausing before continuing. "I think- I can cope with smelling others just not seeing them. This is going to sound weird but I felt fine as soon as I couldn't smell or taste Dylan on you. I think so long as you don't mind me jumping you then it won't be so much of a problem."
"Well I never doubted that," he said, his hand moving over Patrick's chest and stomach, feeling the defined muscles under warm skin.
"I thought as much," he said with a laugh. "So what do you want to do for the rest of the afternoon? Have you got stuff to do at the clinic? I figure I should probably steer clear of Dylan just in case."