Jonathan ended up laughing, softly and not for long, but unmistakably. He kept amusing him, this weird wannabe gangster. "Change your career," he recommended, "And consider your sexuality."

That said he leaned forward and he kissed him. It was a soft kiss, but he deepened it. His eyes closed and he allowed himself to linger just a little, before he pulled back. He got off the bed smoothly, reaching for his shirt so he could start getting dressed. "If you can't get loose, they'll find you in the morning. Room service."