Jared sipped at his own drink and sighed happily. He expected Evan to know it would be cool if he sat on his bed, that in fact, Jared expected him to sit on his bed. Of course, he realized a few moments later that obviously Evan would need direction in order to feel comfortable.
Sitting up, Jared raised his brows at Evan, grinning teasingly.
"You know, Ev, that was definitely an invitation. You can sit on my bed. You can lay on my bed. As long as you don't kick me out of my bed, you have free reign in my bed."
He waited until Evan joined him, scooting over enough to let his friend have enough space to feel comfortable.
"How do you like it?" he asked, taking a long, deep drink from his cup. His eyes met Evan's from over the rim of his cup, continuing to drink as he watched the other.
He licked his lips as he pulled the cup from his lips, trying ignite the urge to lean across the space between them and press his mouth to Evan's. There was something telling him that Evan wanted it too, but Jared didn't know the right way to make it happen.