Butterflies fluttered in his stomach when Benjy touched him. He swallowed hard and kept his hands by his sides with effort.
Why was Benjy doing this? It was infuriating yet Oliver couldn't help but lap it up. "You... want me around? For what exactly?" he whispered. "To boost your ego? Knowing you have more than one person who--" He bit back the word love. It wouldn't help. "Wants you? This isn't fair, Benjy." Yet he wouldn't stop Benjy, whatever he wanted. He wouldn't admit it, but even if it was wrong he was willing to be the other man. If Benjy wanted it.