In the messy midst of a three-way kiss, Dennis squirms away, reddening, when he hears Jack moan, "mm, brother," into Robby's mouth. He'd hoped that their nickname for one another might be dropped when they were in bed.
"Is there a problem?" Robby asks, tone lightly teasing.
Jack, too, assesses him. "Got something to say," he says coolly, "son?"













