Chapter 3

“Room service,” came the reply.

“I didn’t order no fuckin’ room…” he started to say as he opened the door.

Brendan was outside, smiling, leaning with one hand on each of the door jambs.

“Good mornin', babe,” he crooned as he walked into the entry hall, took Adam in his arms and kicked the door closed with his foot.

Adam struggled against the embrace for a few seconds and then his mind ceased to function and his body took over. He returned the embrace and eagerly sought Brendan’s mouth with his own. He placed one hand on each side of the man’s head, pulled him into a deep kiss, his tongue seeking and finding that of his partner. He heard himself moaning and calling Brendan’s name as their mouths and tongues began to make love.