This is the moment when everything changes. When he doesn't pull away and fish for his clothes, or ask where the shower is so he can clean up before he goes. Demetri is giddy already from the sex, and pulling back just enough to twist them onto their sides amplifies that feeling.

He touches Fabrice's face as he did earlier tonight on the street. Only this time he trails the tips of his fingers across his lips, swollen from kissing and even more attractive. "Yes," he says with s smile, aching where he's pulled away from the other's body, twisting their legs together, lying face to face. "Yes, it was."