Stephen kissed him back. It was much easier to get lost into their bodies than think about Michael's words. When he pulled back, he smiled at Adrian. "Good. I think we're on the right track finally. We haven't gotten the calculations right, but it's only a matter of time."
He took Adrian's hand and let him toward the mismatched armchair and chair by the table. "There, sit down. I left you some food for you, and if you say you aren't hungry, I'm going to hit you. I did eat all the dessert, though."