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“I love it when you plan our Friday nights with such skill and expertise. It’s almost like you’re in charge of Operations or something,” Troy said as he hopped off the desk to follow Oscar.

Oscar snorted, walking out of the office and waving to Christian as they passed. “Imagine that.”

To Troy’s credit, he waited for another kiss until after the elevator doors closed. Oscar knew a camera was in the elevator, but he wasn’t too worried about someone peeping on them while he pulled Troy closer. It wasn’t like the lazy bastards in security actually paid attention unless there was a problem.

“Have I ever told you I love you?” Troy asked softly.

Oh yes, he most certainly had. Oscar’s chest tightened at the gentle look of warmth in Troy’s eyes as he gazed up at him. The same warmth Oscar found in Troy’s eyes when they woke up on lazy mornings or when Troy was watching Oscar cook, clean, or do everyday things and didn’t think Oscar could see him. The same emotion reminded Oscar he’d made the right choice by sticking with Troy no matter how much he wanted to run, and it always made him feel whole.

Oscar smiled. “You have, but don’t stop.”

Troy grinned. “I can do that.”

And with that, Oscar kissed him again, sinking into the warmth and vowing he would never let it go.