Andrew somehow managed to behave himself, even as Maxwell shifted on the couch to get closer to Michael as he opened the box. It was clear from the top of it that he had already opened the box to confirm the contents, and had folded the flaps in so that he could secure it.
Andrew forced himself to sit down in between Maxwell and Michael, his shoulders stiff and ignored how both of them were fighting smiles. At least they were being polite and not bringing it up.
"So, the condoms finally arrived. They also sent some other products for me to give out to my clients, and I just left them in the box to go over them with you." Maxwell nodded, moving closer. Andrew only relaxed when Maxwell placed his hand on his thigh, giving it a comforting squeeze.
"Okay. I am assuming that you looked over those products as well?" Maxwell said, and Michael leaned back after opening the box and sliding it across the coffee table, towards the couple.
