Oh, for goodness' sake. Fraser reddened slightly. "Ray," he muttered, scruffing chidingly at the blonde spikes he'd been toying with. "I appreciate the offer, but no. And even if I did want to, your car is still in Chicago," he pointed out, "and as we have no immediate plans to leave Scotland, that would be extremely delayed gratification for me."

Chicago... for the first time, the thought of returning to the States was really kind of troubling. He frowned and pushed it aside, tightening his arm around Ray's waist.