"My man is calling me," Adrian said, standing up and smoothing down his clothes. "I have to go see what he needs. I'll be back soon."
Adrian walked out of the room with his phone in hand, leaving Frank and Charles alone to continue their conversation.
The moment the door clicked shut behind Adrian, Frank immediately turned toward Charles, his eyes filled with curiosity. "Alright," he said excitedly. "Tell me more. I want to hear everything."
Charles groaned, burying his face in his hands before looking up at his friend. "God, Frank... there's something I need to tell you."
Frank immediately looked at him curiously. "I'm listening."
"Frank, I swear, Mark smells so fucking nice," Charles said, throwing his hands up in frustration. "He smells like pure wealth. Anytime I stand next to him, I feel like eating him raw. And when we were sitting in the back of that car today? My mind was thinking about a lot of dirty stuff."
Frank covered his face while laughing.
