The whole world doesn't even know us, Erik. [ He's smiling a little though, voice teasing and his expression sweet and dazed. The kisses that they keep trading between them have gone to his head faster than a g&t might, his stomach muscles jumping underneath his fingertips.

And then the bank comment comes and Charles laughs a little, thwapping him with the palm of his hand on the shoulder. ] No crime, I don't want to be a prison wife darling. [ He leans a little closer, enough that he's taunting Erik with the brush of his lips and the sweep of his eyelashes. ]

But we can work something out. We'll be doing a lot of that in the future. When we're married.