Beau found himself uncharacteristically startled by the stranger's candor, though he was more amused, than anything else. He often wondered what prompted others to be so open and almost fearless when interacting with others, at least spontaneously like this. It sounded fucking terrifying. His stunned silence was interrupted by a stuttering cough at his counterpart's mention of tantric sex. Despite the unorthodox beginning to the conversation, he was immediately invested. "It sounds like you're one more conversation away from having the 'my partner and I really like your vibe' conversation. I'd bolt... I mean, you didn't call her your friend, so I'm assuming this is a little bit of oversharing from a colleague, at best."
Will couldn't contain the chuckle that escaped him at the other's reaction to his story. It was the exact reaction that he had done his best to contain when he was hearing all of this from his partner, but instead he somehow remained calm, cool and collected. How? He honestly wasn't so sure - Will had never been good at hiding his emotions or facial reactions. "Shit...I never thought of that. Now that you say it though, I honestly wouldn't be too surprised if her and her husband were swingers. But yeah, she's a colleague. I'm a paramedic and she's my new partner, so we spend way too many hours together. It's a little frightening. I'm kind of regretting picking a job that requires you to be in such close quarters with someone for so long."
