Chapter 21

“You’d do that for me, Tadder?”

“Sure I would. We’re friends, Rush.”

“We are?”

Rush clearly needed a hug, and Tad surrendered to his own need. He pulled Rush close and hugged him, pleased that he made no effort to break away. Tad ran his nose along Rush’s cheek and into his hair.

“I like the shampoo you use.”

“Excuse me?”

“It smells nice.”

“You really like it?”

“Uh-huh.”

“What....” Rush turned his head, and their lips were a breath apart. “Oh!” Rush’s lashes lowered, concealing his eyes, which were amber now, and he leaned toward Tad.

The side door slammed. “I’m home!” Becca sang out. “Where is everybody?”

“Dammit.” Tad swore softly and let Rush go. “I don’t know where Daddy and JT are, Becca,” he called, “but Rush and I are in the kitchen.”