Chapter 10

With slow, languid movements, the stranger stretched before Dale, pale muscles rippling in the morning sunlight. Those strong arms spread out as the stranger knelt on the foot of the bed and, like a lazy cat in a beam of sunshine, eased himself down alongside Dale. Propping his head up on one hand, the stranger lay beside him, a Cheshire grin on his handsome face. The light from the window behind him cast his wild mane in gold, and it shown around his head like a halo.

Dale gulped with sudden lust. Definitelya dream. No one looked this good up close…at least, no one who’d ever shared his bed.

“Hey,” the stranger breathed. His free hand brushed back the hair from Dale’s sweaty brow, then traced the curve of Dale’s jaw, down his neck, onto his chest. He unbuttoned Dale’s shirt as he went, spreading the material apart to allow the cool air to kiss Dale’s fevered flesh. Then he moved lower, over Dale’s stomach, toward his crotch. “Thanks for letting me stay the night.”