"Oh, good. Invite him over," I blurt, unthinking, and almost completely jokingly... Almost. It would have been the neighborly thing to do, I think. I like Peter. I like most of Danny's coworkers, but Peter is a favorite. If were were to extend an invitation like that, he might actually accept. Nobody is that deep into bro-culture and not at least a bit curious and open to experimenting.

Suddenly, it's like being manhandled by a hobbit into a new position, but it's a sexy hobbit so it's fine. More than fine. Until... "Oh, God. Please do not turn sex into exercise," I murmur against his lips. "Just fuck me without counting reps."