He smoothed his hand up Billy's stomach, just looking at him; he looked so good like this, relaxed and aroused all at the same time. Then he realized their slick was still in his damn saddlebag and he groaned. They were gonna need that. Goodnight took a kiss before he pulled away to get it. He found one of the smaller bottles and climbed back onto the bed. He grinned and smacked Billy's thigh.

"Ain't gonna fuck you layin' across the narrow part," he insisted. "That's how we end up on the floor."