Vincent and Dave had exhausted themselves making love. They were lying in Vincent’s bed wrapped up in each other’s arms. Their kissing never stopped, and each was fondling the other.
“I know this is insane,” Dave said. “I think I love you. I don’t want to let you go.”
“It’s not insane,” Dave said. “I feel the same way.”
He held Vincent even closer, as if that were possible, when suddenly they were both startled to hear Dave’s phone ring. He grunted, and retrieved it from the be