Cash gave Gallivan a wry look at the mention of a party, because he did not trust himself to say anything suitably witty in response. All he could think of was thank Merlin, because if he was hiding in this office at the thought of getting roped into birthday acknowledgement, then a party probably would have killed him.
Cash was so preoccupied with his nerves that he hadn’t even thought of Gallivan kissing him until the sponsor’s hands were on his sides, although under any other circumstance he would have thought of it as soon as he locked the door.
He rested his hands on Gallivan’s chest and returned the kiss, eager and hoping to quiet the flutter of nerves that had encircled him all day. And maybe nothing strange could happen to him if they were kissing. Maybe.
“I’m still a little wet, you know,” Cash pointed out, like it wasn’t obvious that little drops of water were rolling out of his hair and down his neck. He slid one hand around to the small of Gallivan’s back, closing a little bit of the space between them.
Cash was so preoccupied with his nerves that he hadn’t even thought of Gallivan kissing him until the sponsor’s hands were on his sides, although under any other circumstance he would have thought of it as soon as he locked the door.
He rested his hands on Gallivan’s chest and returned the kiss, eager and hoping to quiet the flutter of nerves that had encircled him all day. And maybe nothing strange could happen to him if they were kissing. Maybe.
“I’m still a little wet, you know,” Cash pointed out, like it wasn’t obvious that little drops of water were rolling out of his hair and down his neck. He slid one hand around to the small of Gallivan’s back, closing a little bit of the space between them.

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