19 Chapter 19

The world blurred around every edge that wasn’t Jeremy. Those were sharp, real, flexing beneath his fingers with a heat that eclipsed anything he had ever felt in his back. He could step away and mold Jeremy’s body out of the air with crystal clarity, he thought. But he didn’t want to step away. That would mean stopping. That would mean ending the long, exploratory kisses that made the muscle in his left calf tremble.

They only parted when they reached the edge of the bed.

“Hey, what about our argument about my bed or yours?” he teased breathlessly.

“Tie goes to the closest bed,” Jeremy assured him.

“Cheater.”

Jeremy dragged his fingers down Brendan’s chest, stopping at his belt. “Do you want to walk clear over to the other side of the house?”

“Not really, no.”

He tugged Brendan’s belt free and unzipped his pants. The first scrape of his fingernails over Brendan’s shaft made him gasp. “That’s what I thought.”