“—you would only be one of the things they talk about.”
He knew that, but right now he didn’t want to think about it. Instead, he reached out to remove a white hair clinging to the stubble on Jason’s cheek. “Dog hair.” The mumble came out breathier than he’d it meant to.
“Sexy.” Jason’s voice wasn’t more than a whisper, either, but the corners of his eyes crinkled in amusement.
“Incredibly…”
Jason gave him a look, pleading and defiant all at once. “Are you going to kiss me, or not?”
“I’m thinking about it.”
“Good, because you owe me one.”