Only then did he realize that he had spent the entire ride mentally bickering with Xiberius to the point that he completely lost track of time.
However, a new problem immediately surfaced the moment the car stopped.
How exactly was he supposed to step out of the vehicle and stand there looking composed and dignified like usual when the situation beneath his slacks was still painfully obvious?
Just thinking about it made Gideon feel an unfamiliar sense of embarrassment creeping over him.
Part of him wanted to simply dismiss it as a perfectly normal physiological reaction for a man. But the problem was that the outline of his hard cock beneath his pants had become far too pronounced to casually ignore. The mere thought of stepping outside while looking like this made him feel absurdly exposed.
Worse…
The idea of other people noticing it and looking at him with obvious understanding or lust made Gideon feel deeply uncomfortable.
"You all go ahead first. I need to make a call."
