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Carter, if he could, turned even redder -- He probably looked like a tomato already and he had to try really hard to bite back the moan that bubbled in his throat. As it was, he squeaked a little and nodded his head frantically, but he did not seem at all inclined to release Hector's hand either.

Lightly tugging on Hector's hand, Carter drew the muscular man back out of the study and back to the dining room - His father's were still there, but Hector's father seemed to be absent from the picture "Where did Mr. Lexington go?" Carter asked, frowning a bit as he sat down, hand still attached - now it just seemed like an unconscious thing - to Hector's hand.

Michael cleared his throat and looked away from Axel when his child and Hector came into the room "He had business to attend to, and said that Hector was more than welcomed to stay here... Or that you could give him a ride." Michael said pointedly, staring at both boys sitting at his dining room table.

Carter wanted to roll his eyes at his father's comment, but out of sheer will, he did not - They were treating the both of them as if they were children and this was just a play-date, it was damn annoying if you asked Carter himself.