Chapter 50

Kieran was already inside. He’d cracked a green light stick. The tent glowed like the set of a B-movie nuclear waste facility. Liam zipped the entrance flap shut. “Nice ambiance.”

“I get scared in the pitch dark.” Kieran quickly removed his scrubby clothes and tossed them into the garbage bag they used as a dirty clothes hamper. He got into the sleeping bag, naked.

Liam couldn’t stop staring at his smooth tattooed chest. “You’re gonna be cold if you don’t put on—”

“No I won’t.”

“Kieran, it’s gonna drop to about ten degrees.”

“But, Liam,” Kieran whined, “I’m not gonna put all my clothes back on, only to have you get in here with me, get all horny, and then have to pull everything back off again.”

“Good point.”

Kieran smiled. His eyes looked supernatural in the pale green light. “Hurry up and get naked,” he said.

Liam swallowed the lump in his throat. “Okay…but you’re gonna watch me?”