Matteo kept teasing, leaning against the bedpost with a smirk.
"Come on, let me meet her. It's better to get it over with, don't you think?"
"Not now!" Adrian whispered, pushing Matteo toward his clothes. "You'll meet her, I promise, but not today. Please, just get dressed and leave before she arrives."
Matteo rushed to the window, glancing outside. "Oh… she's here."
"Matteo!" Adrian called out in panic.
Seeing the sheer panic on Adrian's face, Matteo burst into laughter. "It was a joke, baby. Relax."
"It won't be a joke if you don't get dressed right now!" Adrian hissed, his face flushed.
"Alright, alright, I'm getting dressed," Matteo said, finally relenting. He pulled on his clothes with practiced ease.
Once he was done, he reached for Adrian's waist and pulled him close. His voice dropped, low and serious. "I'm picking you up after work… and you're spending the night at my place."
Adrian nodded quickly, his heart still racing. "Alright. Fine. Now you need to leave."
