Meant to always move? Trey watched the other man start to leave and knew it was over, even if he didn't agree. He could argue, but he didn't. Just when he felt sure he would be alone again, Adam paused and unexpected words came out of his mouth. For a minute, Trey just regarded him. Sweater or follow? Didn't that sound like a strange deal, or it did to him at least. Very few people made any sort of deal with him like that. Or gave him gifts in the first place unless they were older females.

After the period of silence, Trey said one word. "Okay." He made up his mind, though the answer didn't show which way. Not considering that, he forced his feet to move after a second. Having been given two options that forced a decision, only then did he make one. Coming to stand in front of Adam, he wriggled back out of the sweater and held it out without another word. "I'm coming."