Chapter 40: Chapter 40

“Adventurous enough for that.”

“Let’s take them out, then. I know a nice little place up on Fernandina Beach. We can have lunch and do a tour of the island. Afterward, we can come back and check in, go up to our room, and unpack.”

And maybe…shower…before dinner? Jack swallowed a grin. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

“Great.”

“And we can hit the beach tomorrow. Once we’ve unpacked our trunks.” He wasn’t sure how comfortable he’d feel walking around naked in front of people he didn’t know.

Tom gave him a smile—fond and caring and protective—that went right to his cock. “Sure thing.”

“Our scooters are just out back. I’ll give you a receipt so Jeff will know you’re with us.” The clerk printed out a slip of paper and handed it to him. “Enjoy your afternoon, Mr. Jackson.” He smiled at Tom. “Mr. Weber.”

Was it his imagination, or was the desk clerk giving his lover a come hither look?