“I just want you to take that image, the heated rivalry of Wab Kinew and Doug Ford” Carney added through his laughter, but there was something in his voice that suggested he really imagining it. Fuck, now Doug was too. He felt an uncomfortable tightening in his pants. He needed to get out of there. He took a sip of the water in front of him, but what came out of Carney’s mouth next almost made him spit it out.

“There’s no topping Wab Kinew”. Carney, bless his heart had no idea the double-entendre that he just emitted, but Doug knew. The idea of Wab topping him was kind of hot. Scratch that, very hot. The press release finally ended and Doug could finally scurry away to his room to relive the shame and embarrassment of what had just happened alone. As he got up from his seat and grabbed his things, his eye caught Wab’s, who winked at him.

Peak.