"Yeah," He said with a laugh. "I'll give you that later. I have something else. Might make you wait now. I'll think about it."

His hand rests at his hip, thumb brushing back and forth. Ash loved having someone who let him be openly affectionate with him. Even here, at his bar, Ganymede wasn't telling him not to touch him. And he loved that. He loved being able to lean over the bar when he arrived to kiss his love hello. Or hold his hand.

"You have a deal. Waffles it is. Should I let you get back to work? I'll stay here if you can get someone to bring me another bourbon."