Chapter 33

“C’mere.”

“Fat chance, you’ll bite me again.”

“Maaaaaybe,” Tav drawled, and Luca laughed. Tav’s stomach twisted. He was so fucking ridiculously beautiful, and it hurt sometimes. “C’mere.”

“You gonna bite me?”

“No?”

“Oh yeah, that was convincing,” Luca said, but when Tav lifted his arm and beckoned, Luca rolled off the doorframe like a porn star and padded into reach. Tav wrapped his arm tightly around those naked shoulders and pressed his nose into clean, wet curls. God, this felt better. “Hello.”

“Hey.”

“So your problem is you got jealous?”

Tav squirmed. “Uh. Yeah. Maybe.”

“Totally,” Luca said, and kissed Tav’s jaw. “You got into a jealous snit because of Aaron?”

“Yeah,” Tav said, and sighed. “Told you it was stupid.”

“Yeah, pretty stupid.”