When he had gone off to war, Harvey had known he was attracted to men. In the heart of the Ohio River Valley, however, such desires were kept secret, hidden even from selves if men could get away with it. Meeting Zach had changed everything for him, and not just because of their mutual desires. There was also the friendship, that sense of kin no other man had ever recreated.
But if Harvey was being honest, he’d always loved kissing Zach as much as he had being with him.
A small sound escaped the back of his throat, compelling Zach to tighten the grip on his head. Harvey sank against the hard body, parting his lips to beg Zach for more, but that was all it took. Zach’s tongue swept in as if it had never left, and Harvey squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered as fresh desire rolled through him.