Lance leaned across the small cafe table and looked at his companion. He gently ran his fingertips down the side of Justin's face, feeling the smooth texture of the younger man's skin.
Dropping his hand back to the table, he crossed his legs and sat back in the chair. Looking at him, Lance could see the appeal, but it just wasn't a good idea.
Even though he was sex on two legs for women and men everywhere they went, it wasn't right for either of them, no matter how much Justin tried to convince him otherwise.
"I don't think we should, J. It's, just, not a good idea at all." Lance curled his fingers lightly around his glass, feeling the slick condensation running down the side to pool on the table.
Justin smiled softly and dropped his eyes before looking back up and asking the question Lance had been dreading.
"Can you at least give me a reason why we can't even try?" he asked, quietly.
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