Trey snorted and looked over his shoulder at his brother. "Oh, c'mon, you're the married straight one and you need me to tell you how babies are made, bro?" he joked but he still found Kyan's bewilderment that he got his wife pregnant pretty sweet. He hurried to get himself out of his trackpants and boxers before he didn't something even more unfabulous like pee himself and braced his other hand on the wall to take his weight while he relieved himself with a deep sigh. "Happened to spark between us? Ky, I'm not going to marry him or anything. I would literally screw him if the offer was on the table, and fuck knows I've had enough sex dreams about him, but that's all we're talking here. Anything else is just too complicated. I get what you're saying but he's far too much of a professional to date a colleague, let alone one his junior. I'm sure if Justin has any opinion whatsoever on it, it'd just be for a brief hookup and a cheers for the good time. Which is probably all Mark would think on the matter too. I know you work with your wife and you technically started dating when you were co-stars but it's different in showbiz. We're hardly dealing with the same level of ethical standards, are we? Your off-stage sexual chemistry helps your on-stage chemistry. There's no one in a courtroom thinking about Ash and me dirty dancing halfnaked on a dancefloor, is there? You're the romantic one here, not me. Crush?" he scoffed with another snort. "It's not a crush. I literally just think his cock and ass look hot in tight pants. That's it."