Ash still wasn't sure why Junior would want texts at those specific times, or, for that matter, why he was being thanked. But the kiss was nice. Long, sweet, innocent of any carnal intent. When it naturally came to a close, Ash pressed his forehead into Junior's and closed his eyes.

This was not usually the hard part.

"I should go," he said, even as he raised his hands to hold Junior's waist. "It's getting late."