Fuck, he didn't know what was waiting for him. Obviously, Dex had used sex to lure him out to the bar, but Maddock was too well-fucked to care. He wanted to find a bed and snuggle with Dex. The thought should have sent him running for the door, but he was too satisfied to fight it. The growls in his head had turned into contented rumbles. The energy dropped to a murmur, a pleasant sensation in his chest and stomach. Damn, it would be nice to lay down. They'd cleaned up in the bathroom, but every time he'd tried to touch or cuddle Dex, the younger man had pulled back saying that Micah really needed to talk to Maddock. Whatever it was, he wanted it over with soon. For the first time in days, he felt normal, better than normal. Dex’s scent teased Maddock’s nose and he leaned in, drawing in a deep breath. Dex smiled and pushed him away. “Let’s go.” They walked back to the main bar and those same three were waiting, though they looked strangely flushed and a little exhausted, as if they'd just had sex.
