Hearing the blond's sharp exhale, Clyde finally snapped out of his mind and held Ryley by the arm. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"I..." Ryley shook his head hoping it would get rid of the sudden lightheadedness. "I'm fine, I just feel a bit dizzy. Probably because of my low blood pressure."
Looking up at the man's anxious face, Ryley took his hand and led him inside the apartment.
"What were you going to ask me earlier?" He asked, his voice tinged with impatience.
Clyde evaded the blond's gaze. "Nothing," he said, then looked around the typical modest apartment that Ryley occupied before returning his gaze to the pretty face looking at him expectantly.
'What do you think of having children with me?'
That was his original question, but the man changed it for he couldn't let himself be deluded by his own desire any longer.