"Well, that was fun." The toilet flushed and Robbie, the handsome redheaded man Wren had gone home with, grinned as he swaggered out of the bathroom.
Wren frowned, his green eyes on Robbie, and sat up amongst the sheets and blanket on the bed. "'Was?' Is the night over?"
Robbie stood beside the bed. "Well, we both got off. Usually signals the end for us, right?" He bent to pick up his pants. "I can take you home."
Wren felt a hot stab of disappointment which flickered on his face. Ro